He knew Marie had worn nailpolish for a day and hadn't liked it and had removed it, so theremust be something to get it off. He looked in the drawers ...nd inthe second drawer found a bottle that said polish remover. He triedit and was surprised at how fast he had the nail polish off. Then he started to cut the curls and waves off his head. Twentyminutes later there was a pile of hair on the floor. He headed forthe bedroom and he was steaming yet. In the bedroom he started morecutting. A half. “Why would I let you kill innocent people, especially kids in high school, to sacrifice yourselves?”You don’t get it yet, do you?The people on the phone managed to fire three missiles before I hit their missile launcher with an EMP round after I disabled those in flight before they were half a mile from the launch site.“Do da dee. The number I am calling will now disconnect,” I said before firing pain bullets at everyone there but two women and a boy they raped.The screams came through the. All the next day I was jittery thinking about what would happen that night. When Harry arrived I had already had a few drinks. Enough to relax me but not make me drunk. We drove to a large suburban house that stood on it's own plot with a longish driveway. We parked up and Harry introduced me to an elderly guy (about 60 - sheesh I am 60 next birthday!) called John. He smiled and kissed my cheek and escorted me to a room with many comfy chairs and a large cine-screen. John asked me to get. I couldn't imagine what he could do that might hurt more, but the urge to please him fought with the surge of fear. This must have shown on my face, because Hank looked down at me, and said gently, "It's ok, Tammy. You don't have to do it. I'll be disappointed. Your mom would be pretty disappointed too, and so would Candy's dad, but I'll leave it up to you." His look was menace; his voice dripped with honey. Fear paralyzed me, but something in me shook my head no, and I managed to squeak out,.