I would need Jerome or someoneelse to translate for me.I was now feeling more able to think. I looked at Jerome orwhatever the female figure was, weep...ng beside me. Maybe it wasa good thing I hadn't killed him. Maybe that would come later.One of his eyes was swollen, almost closed. His nose was bloody,and his body was bruised and scratched. I threw some cold wateron him, but it was an hour or two before he could talkcoherently. I say he. It was difficult to think of the figurethat lay beside me. Cicero and I picked up our occupations as gunsmiths and the rest of the team returned to their former jobs. This lasted a week and we were getting pretty sick of the lazy routine when we got a call from Rik asking if we were available for a new assignment. We all answered in one word, "YES!"The GPSC wanted to lend our services to a group of anthropologists and archaeologists who wanted to find out why the human race had disappeared from Earth in an alternate universe sometime around 2800 BC.. David contacted the storage firm who said they could deliver everything on Tuesday.Later that morning he contacted Rufus to make sure he would cover any problems that arose on Tuesday. David still remembered the look of surprise on Rufus' face when he said. "I trust you to handle anything that comes up. If you have a problem, solve it and I will support your solution one hundred percent." Because of the look on Rufus' face David added, "If I can't trust your judgment I need a new general. When I started the car up she squealed with glee. I put it in reverse andmade my way to the street. We drove up to the Coffey shop and just as Iwas about to park, Sarah blurts out that she wants hers to go. I pullaround to the drive-thru and order two frappuccinos. She eagerly takeshers and begins to sip it slowly to avoid a possible brain freeze.We pull away and are headed toward Emory Estates when I remembered weneeded some entertainment. I turn onto Davis Blvd and into YourEntertainment's.