Every text message, every email, every phone call has been about this moment. I knew she would be uncontrollable if I told her I was there, so I lied...“Not yet, Honey…another hour I think.” She growled with cute frustration and told me to hurry up. Usually she will keep talking and never want to hang up the phone, but this time, she let me go so I could concentrate on the drive and “hurry up.”With only a few blocks to go I knew I would have time to get checked in and showered and maybe even. .aur chhuttiyo me to ghar pe hi rehta tha…..mera native place mera gauv me jaha rehta tha us town se kuchh 12-14 km ki duri par hi hai…to me aksar waha jaya karta tha…..sorry ye bat isliye bata raha hu ki aap logo ko story padte samay confusion na ho….. Mere ghar me ek bada bhai tha….mere pitaji ke bhai ka ladka….means cousin…wo mujse kafi bada tha…us samay uski sadi ko huye 5 sal ho gaye the….aur wo bhi usi town me hamare ghar se thodi hi dur ek society me rehta tha…..par bhai apne chhote se. It’s understandable. It’s what we call learning from experience as we get older. Identifying situations that could be harmful and avoiding them. He was standing in the way of me living in this world. So, I killed him.”“Are you okay, Jacob? That ... How could you... ?”“Rachel, he wanted to stay outside the house and let Peyton die alone while we waited for people who knew what they were doing. I had to fight him all the way in to her. It was hard enough to fight the terror of this body squeezing. "I have this," I told him, pulling a DVD disk in a paper sleeve out of my pocket.He frowned. "Carlos told you not to bring anything," he said."If Carlos wants what he told me, I need it," I retorted.For a moment he glared at me. Then he pulled out a cell phone. "Stay there," he said, and dialed. He spoke into the phone in rapid Italian; I heard "disk" but couldn't make sense of the rest. He listened for a minute and then wordlessly handed me the phone."Hello?" I said."Why have you disobeyed my.