And you will do as I say; any questions? No. Good. Let's go."The four men looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and led the way back to their...farm. It wasn't all that far, and when they arrived they were greeted by their women and children."Karl who are these people and what do they want?" asked one woman, obviously Karl's wife."They're people we er, met on the road. They are staying the night with us." he replied."What!" she exclaimed. "And what exactly are they going to eat? Remember. Anything on land that stings or bites?”“There is a small scurrying thing with eight legs, that has a stinger in its tail, then there are crabs that have strong bites, but it is easy to keep away from them.”John grinned. “The first sounds like a scorpion to me. Crabs are not a bother to anyone, really. Any stinging plants?”“There are nettles. They grow in places where people have peed. They seem to regard urine as a fertilizer.”“Yes, I know about nettles,” said John. “Anything else?”“The only. I used a hotel pen to write only my address on it.When Laura came out she was somewhat surprised. "Oh, you`re still here," she said while she turned and began brushing her hair. For some reason I wasn't ready to leave."How will you explain this to your husband?" I asked, turning the postcard over in my hand."Easy," she said while touching up her mascara, "I'll have sex with him as soon as I get back. He'll assume that his bullets started firing." Seems you thought of everything," I said, and. “And if we leave her at risk...“ ... since Michaux programmed her first, he could likely override anything we can program her to do,” Todd finished my thought.“Grab her first, get the fuck out of Canada, worry about it later?” Darren offered.“Might be our best bet,” Melissa offered.“One other thought,” Todd chimed in. “Might we want Sara to be here when we, uh, liberate her?”“Sara will meet us, but it ain’t gonna be here,” I said. “When we leave this room, I want it to look as if we were never.