An 8mm bullet from a caseless-cartridge machine gun had imbedded itself in Diego's derriere sideways- -obviously after the misshapen slug had punched ...hrough something hard and bounced of another hard object. It was barely recognizable. The old 20th Century forensics would not have been able to positively match bullets from those 8mm folding machine guns to specific guns because of the polygonal rifling and the lack of ejected cartridge cases. Getting smacked by a spent bullet still hurt--and. It was there, of that there could be no denial, she was trembling a bit but not from the cold. Alice wondered if the tall, muscular Rex would conclude she was waiting for him to make the first move in the "Kabuki Theatre" of give and take inside her stranded station wagon. She knew that her logic told her it was the wrong thing to do but her "taken for granted" reproductive system was craving for attention no matter how wrong her brain told her it would be. She started to justify her weakness. I ran to the kitchen and said " I knew I smelt your famous Strawberry chocolate cookies." Jess laughed and said " I made five batches because you won't ever save any for Lake or Landon. I smiled and Kissed her cheek. I took a cookie and said " They are soo good" She laughed and Dexter came in here and said "Where is the fire" I smiled and said " In my mouth." Jessica laughed and I ate the rest of my cookie and said " Try this " I kissed him and pulled away " Wow those are good " He pulled me. “Seems to be identical. Very dark. Let me guess: 1901?”“I would agree. The dark wood stain suggested that possibility. What do you think, having seen the woodwork?”“The work was well done in 1901. The panelling is very neatly put together, which may mean it will be easy to remove. Probably needs a first piece levered off, for access to the rest. There is a facing above the doorway that I would guess is keeping the rest in position. If I remove that, more panelling should become easy to lever.