Two hours later I yawned and stretched. I disconnected from the internet and ran my own security check and anti-virus program. It was much more compre...ensive than the commercial programs.I had thought it was about time for my 'erstwhile dissatisfied federal employee', the one who sent me and twenty other people that list that exposed the government's illegal activities, to strike again. So I had looked into several places in the government's computers, and chortled as they were about to. Stunned, she rolled to her side and started to sit up."Don't get up or I'll shoot you!" her assailant shouted. "Are you stupid, or something?"The headache bringing her to the store was nothing compared to the excruciating pain she now felt. Ignoring the threat because it hadn't registered in her brain, she finished sitting up with her legs stretched out in front of her and brought her hand to her cheek. Blood! Shocked by the blood, her senses started to revive. She could feel the throbbing pain. She would talkto various clients, fashion houses, photographers, advertising agenciesand so on. She would pick which models went where. She would holdauditions for new models. Occasionally, she would deal with modelsthrowing tantrums. And very rarely, she would stand in for a model whenone of them couldn't make it to a gig. It was standard fair for anactive modeling agency. But that was on most days. Today was going to bespecial.Around lunchtime, Anna heard a light knock on the open door of. He could NOT allow it. Something had to be done; he had to do something about this.Calix wasn't a vigilante; he never wanted to be a vigilante. He just wanted – needed, even – to bring some sort of order to his little part of the world. He'd joined the Cholos because they'd given him purpose; when his step-mother left he had been floundering, unable to come to grips with being suddenly alone. Rico had come and pulled him into a new family and he'd taken pride and satisfaction at working hard.