Catching glimpses of waiters rolling their eyes. Bussers pocketing tip money. New couples, first dates, groups of friends. He wasn’t there. She sa... on her regular stool. Didn’t take her coat off, just glanced at the game without paying attention to it. Where was he? Hawk, the bartender, appeared in front of her. “The usual?” “Yeah. Thanks.” He nodded and left, as if there wasn’t an empty barstool next to her. Like everything was ordinary. “Hey!” she yelled. The bartender looked up. . Finally, to my relief, they settled down on the dirt floor ofthe enclosure and napped in the increasingly warm sun. In my dress in the heat of the sun, I was most uncomfortable. I enviedthe two men, for they were dressed much cooler than I. I longed to beable to go shirtless as they were, but it wouldn't do for me to exposemy new breasts. I could only sink to the bottom of the cage and attemptto nap as well.At mid day, a guard came to the cage with food for us. I had begun to behungry as the. I didn’t care about anything but holding her, knowing she lived. Ava padded over to me, her acorn eyes looking concerned. She lay down beside me, purple dripping off her wicker body.“Aingeal is hurt. She’s unconscious somewhere. We have to find her.”Fear galvanized my body and drove back exhaustion. “Where’s Kora?”Zanyia“She’s over here!” I shouted as I perched on a wall two blocks down from the ruined boarding house. I perched on a wall screening off the yard of a residence. Aingeal’s body lay. Call me back if you need anything."I walked out to the assembly of the two Sheriff's cars and the ambulance. They wanted to transport the guy right away. I said, "The aircraft this man was working on is chartered by the FBI and two federal judges. I've called the FBI and they want to be the primary investigating agency, but will give the county credit for the arrest. They would like to have a word with the suspect, but if you have to transport him, someone has to go with him to ensure he.