Do not believe you will be granted what you do not deserve?”“I should’ve aimed for the speakers.” I muttered. I hammered the little door for t...e sixteenth time. No one came to check. I moved back to the television.It hurt like hell. Shards of glass or hard plastic burst around my elbow. The screen shorted out and shut down. My frustrating voice bitched for another few seconds before it spazzed out. I shook my arm in pain. I wiped my elbow trying to get the splinters and spurs away so I wouldn’t. You know how you say something brilliant ... except that it’s at the wrong time, in the wrong place, with the wrong audience?I blinked. Probably several times. I noticed that I suddenly had my older children’s undivided attention. They weren’t just paying attention. They were riveted. Never had I seen them so interested in something their old man had said.“Sex?”You’d have thought they were triplets. All three of them said it at exactly the same time. It was almost three part harmony.I looked at. It was a little strange feeding them into it. The bag itself was nobigger than a fist, but the wolves still fit. It was like they were beingshrunken down as they went in, their bodies narrowing to slide into thetoo-small hole and then disappearing into depths that shouldn't haveexisted. I wasn't entirely sure how it worked, though I assumed it waspowered by some sort of holy magic. It had come from heaven, after all.Regardless, the process went smoothly, and I soon arrived at the finalwolf. It. They got pissed enough to round up all the usual suspects and sweat the hell out of them. There were three men on the hit squad and they rolled over on the Ambassador within minutes. They knew that rolling on him got them a better deal and that the Ambassador couldn't be touched. What they didn't know was that someone with balls had learned how to get things done in prison. All three got shanked while awaiting trial.The Ambassador decided that he wouldn't fight the order to send him home. No.