”“Get out.”“Make me.”I turned toward the phone, and suddenly she leapt, putting my arm behind my back and holding me by the neck. “Don’t...you dare. If you want me to leave, you gotta fucking make me. And you don’t have the balls.”“I could take you anytime, you two-bit rent-a-cop wanna-be.”She pushed me to the floor and said, “Keep a civil tongue in your head.”“Make me.”She forced my face into the carpet and said, “Apologize. Tell me you’re sorry.”“Fuck you.” With a sudden twist I twirled around. Carl’s wife and parents were some of the bodies never recovered from the disaster site so Carl had no closure, no one to lay to rest. He had a memorial erected to his parents and wife in the family cemetery plot in Missouri but he could not feel closure because he knew they were not there. He was lost and alone in the world. He withdrew from his friends and just sat in his parent’s suite or on the Catamaran. Florida had never been his home. He was born and raised in the foothills of the Ozark. At the beginning of the set, each of the girls had to walk down thecatwalk, where they would shed all of their "inhibitions": first anearring, then a broach, then a deliciously long black glove. Next,they'd discarding their outer clothing, placing their tantalizingfigures on public display. Only this time, they'd be taking it one stepfurther: everything had to go: corsets, suspenders and bustiers would becast aside with barely a second glance. By the end of the session,they'd be left standing. I poked everyone awake at about 7:00 and passed out the protein bars. Yum.By the end of that day, January 13, we had found the sewer grate for the power plant that was supposedly the key to all Shanghai electricity: the Shanghai Power Property Unit. Zeus waited for nightfall and then popped up to have a look, as Zhengfu phrased it. "A piece of cake," was all Zeus said.We overnighted in the sewer, and on January 14, Zhengfu and I made our way to the other target site in the dark hours. We had to.