His normal instincts were dull, and he was feeling something unusual, panic. As sweat broke out on his face, he contemplated ways to kill that punk-as... pot dealer next time he saw him. It had to be the weed making him feel this way.Liv kept the P-90 pointed at the door while using her left hand to reach into her Go Bag. After a second, she retrieved the bunny slipper that was missing an eye. She motioned for Finn to stand to the left side of the open door, and held the slipper like a football.. It had a red rag stuffed into it. As I pulled the rag out, Jill began to snicker, although I didn't know why. As I looked out through the open hole, I could see only dense undergrowth and trees, since that wall was right up against the woods. The hole was definitely man made and cut in a perfect circle and even sanded smooth on the inside. The wall was very thin and I wondered why the hole had not been patched. Jill just shrugged and we moved on, after I stuck the rag back in the hole. It. "Really?" was the only thing she could think of to say."You aren't going to tell anyone?" Charlie asked, his own voice betraying his fear."Why would I do that?" she asked him."We both could get in a lot of trouble," he responded to her."True, that is why you should be a lot more careful," Tracy said, looking from one to the other."You, this doesn't bother you?" Linda asked, still not quite believing what Tracy was saying."Linda, be honest with me. Did you force or coerce him?" No," Linda said,. "Admiral, may I have a moment with you alone?" Jennifer asked as she walked over to the side of his desk."Admiral, permission to speak freely," Jennifer requested so she could broach a subject that certainly wasn't official Navy or JAG business."Go ahead," A.J. Chegwidden said, holding his breath in anticipation of whatever it was that his administrative yeoman might broach with him now. A.J. had never had any administrative assistant as presumptuous as Jennifer Coates and he'd allowed her far.