“Or try to? You mean that if I tried to he’d steamroll me?” I said.“No!” she blurted. “You got that all wrong!”“Okay then, just what i... his place with the girls?” I said. I could feel my eyes narrowing. She sensed my feelings and was about to lie to me to ameliorate them.“The truth, Abigail, the real truth. Do not try to snow a snowman,” I said. She sighed.“The truth is he’s their daddy too. He’s been there for them since the beginning, you not so much,” she said. Her tone was strident,. "You're no human being any more, you don't deserve to walk on two legs."Donna hung her head, her blonde hair stringy and matted now but still able to hide her face from his knowing gaze.Tom pulled abruptly on her leash, and Donna scrambled painfully after him, her knees bruised and her back aching. He walked very fast, and Donna was pulled over on her face twice, and sometimes he would jerk on the leash very hard without warning, choking her. When he did that, Donna felt her cunt start to. Jackie’s body was on the way to the morgue in the coroner’s van. Even though cause of death was obvious, deaths resulting from the commission of a crime require a post mortem.Spencer Garrett sat at a table with Cheyenne and me trying to glean any information at all that might be helpful. His deputies were out in their four-wheel-drive Blazers combing the area for miles around. He’d even called in the state police chopper to do an aerial search, but without any luck so far.I sat with my arm. I pitied the poor oranges; they didn’t stand a chance in her powerful hand, the juice gushing out from the cut end. When she was done, she poured the juice through a strainer and into two large glasses over some cracked ice. When the second omelet was ready, I shut off the stove and placed Eve’s omelet in front of her and retrieved mine from the oven.Raising her glass, Eve proposed a toast.“To us, may we live long, love deeply and laugh often.”We touched glasses and I took a good sized drink.