A brunette with long hair and piercing blue eyes smiled at me. She raised one shapely eyebrow enticingly."Hello, Sean Porter," she said with a slight ...outhern drawl. I could really get to like living here, I thought.The other girl was a sleek redhead. She had starbursts of freckles on her high cheeks that were muted but not extinguished by her makeup. She checked her manifest, and looked up at me quizzically."I'm sorry. Did you say Sean Porter? I don't have you on my list," she said. She. I wasn't all that worried about the Bristol Peace issue. First of all I expected him to be found any time. Then I expected there to be an investigation. I expected Blevins to question me, so I was prepared for anything. I did take the time to cover my digital trail, and that made me feel some better.Peter was my new digital guru. I had him install a system into my computer that was the equivalent of a burn bag. Nothing went onto the hard drive of the computer. Everything got saved on a thumb. His brother, Samuel Jr., who was two years older, had also joined the Marines, but had been killed in Iraq when his vehicle hit a roadside IED (Improvised Explosive Device). Their father, Samuel Sr., had been killed in a mining accident in West Virginia many, many years earlier. Jonathan had grown up in the mountains of North Carolina and West Virginia and hunting was not only a way of life, it was a necessity. There had been many nights where the only thing that kept the family fed were the. Mr. Johnson knows no limits. His evil agenda will not be thwarted."OH, NO! Here he comes." Her gales of laughter echoed throughout the cabin. Beth Ann was having a blast. "No. NO. Keep that thing away from me. I'm an innocent, poor, naive virgin and your awful man-thing wants to deflower me. What will people say? They'll shun me for falling under your spell and then I'll be shunned - forced to wander the Earth, alone, naked and hungry – all because Mr. Johnson was on the loose."People will see.