I sat at the car looking in her direction and cried for a second. So few people and now there was one less. I didn’t know if I would survive this bu... I wanted vengeance for this young, troubled girl.Another shot rang out. I threw my hands into the air and fell back limply like this shot got me. I lay on the road behind the Buick but could see in front of me. It was a while but, eventually, I saw booted feet with long jeans extending up. I waited. As the person came around the car, I attacked.. My sons birthday was near and he asked for a gift. I did not have much money as I had put all my money in fixed deposit. So I went to the store owner and asked 150 $ advance. He told me ok take it after ur shift.it was the end of the day I went to richi for the money. He asked when will I return the money. I said don’t pay me for 10 days so it will be completed. He asked y do I want it??. I told him that its my sons birthday. He said oohhh ok I have an offer for u. I asked wat??. He said u can. He backed his horse away and ripped out more of the fence this time than he had done before, about 50 feet this time, but that made little difference.The men still bunched up and made an excellent target for Bolivar to throw his hand grenades into. This time, Bolivar got off three grenades before the men were dispersed too much to be good targets, but he did manage to wound more men this time. For some reason or other, the horses were brought under control more easily and quickly than last. She simply stood before the doorway and stared at the man. Inwardly, she felt as if her jaw dropped to the floor. Gone were the stilted, formally dressed dandy of the night before and the hesitant, awkward gentleman of earlier this afternoon; in their place stood a man, confident, rugged, sensual. The man wore a dark brown cloak with the hood thrown back over his shoulders hanging down his back. Beneath the cloak, she spied a ruffled white poet's shirt that hung open to his waist and exposed.