After parking the car, Carol commanded that I leave the car and go inside the nightclub by myself, sit at the bar and order a drink and that she'd be ...long directly. 'Fucking bitch.' I did as I was told. It was a different look I was getting now. Men, nine to fivers were looking me up and down as I sat myself at the bar. As instructed, I ordered a Crown and Coke, and with all that had happened so far, slammed it all and ordered another. As you might expect, it didn't take long before a young. "A quarter after eight," he replied."Too early to go to bed," she said in a tone that sounded like disappointment."And my company's too boring to keep you awake, apparently," he smiled."Oh, Jeff, I'm sorry. I didn't mean--" I'm just joking, Lissa. Really, it's okay. You know what you need right now?" What?" A nice, hot bath." That sounds wonderful," she smiled. "Good idea, Jeff."She stood up, then immediately sat back down again, putting her hand to her head."I'm apparently not as awake as I. "Get in the back with your husband and daughter." He said."Is he going to kill us, or tie us up and take the car?" Anna wondered as she climbed between the seats to get next to her husband. Santana threw her a roll of tape."Tape his hands together behind him; then do your daughter the same way." He said as he pointed the gun at her. Ken was now laying face down on the floor of the van. Anna taped his hands behind him."Now the kid." Santana sneered."I'm so sorry, honey." She whispered to her. Her mother took her into her arms to comfort her. She silently rocked her, hoping to make her feel better. It didn’t but it still calmed her. All Katy could think about were her dreams. The last one disturbed her. ‘Mom, I have been having these strange dreams, they may not mean anything but they are really bother me and I had this really freaky one last night.’ she procceded to tell her mom about all her dreams, leaving out how adorable the boy was, but the last one she grimly told barely being.