"Timesup."Mark sighed. "I don't do well under pressure." Good..." Aunt Tracy immediately raised her hand to her mouth, she hadnot intended to say th...t."You want my hands to be useless? I won't snoop anymore I promise,"Mark accused.Tracy sighed her shoulders slumping slightly. "I confess that havingyou a bit more controlled has made your stay here less taxing on mynerves. I'm used to living alone, you see, and I know how rowdy teenageboys can be. When your mother talked me into this, more. When we got back home, her roommate was using the basement, the room that she uses for just about everything, including me, so we tried to lay low in the living room until she came back up. Terrible idea. We just couldn't keep our hands off of each other. She teased me about being an exhibitionist and went so far as to bet that I wouldn't be able to make it to the basement before ravaging her. With talk like that, I was amazed to find her wrong. Before that, though, we spent our time in the. She made a point of letting the man see her snap the blade off and crush the handle in her hand. "Does that convince you that I can do anything I want to you?" It must have convinced the thug of something because he turned and tried to run away from her.The man made only one step before Jenny caught him by the shoulder and flipped him to the ground on his back. That was when I showed up. "Sorry that it took so long, but it took me a minute or so to find a place to park. Where do we stand?"Jenny. .. No, sir. I'm sorry. We don't have the equipment to get through that door. It would take hours with the axes he have on hand. The door is thick steel," the lieutenant replied, not looking at Kevin.The world seemed to stop. "This can't be happening," Kevin thought desperately to himself. Images of Jane flooded his mind. The sunlight on her face, the twinkle behind her eyes, her smile, that look she always wore that seemed to say that everything was funny – the whole world was a joke, but only.