”“What is the likelihood of getting identities from them?”“Germany will likely be easy. DMB is good at their job, so they will know about the ...orruption within the RCMP. Convincing them that we are in need shouldn’t be a problem. Germany’s military and arms merchants owe us big time, so I can’t see it being a problem.”“And the UK.”“MI6 is almost as good as DMB. Convincing them we need help isn’t the problem. Convincing them to help is. There is nothing in it for them. We have done a lot to. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed the old familiar number."Hey Mom, it's Julie. How are you?" I'm fine, Julie. Nice to hear from you. How are things in Spokane?" Actually, Mom, I'm in California, on my way home. I should be there early tomorrow afternoon." Wonderful. I only work half-days on Fridays, so I'll be here waiting for you. It will be good to see you. Is there anything wrong?" she asked as an afterthought."No ... nothing too much, Mom. I'll tell you all about what's been going on. Tony had the key to one of the garages and drove the van in, turned on a battery operated light that was fixed to the wall, closed the garage doors and climbed into the back of the van to stretch out and roll up a few joints. The back of the van was filled with blankets, duvets and sleeping bags which we often shared out at the beach to keep warm. Were in the back smoking, chilling, chatting, Tony turned to me and asked 'hey u ever try poppers? amyl nitrate?' I told him I hadn't, I didn't know. I rolled onto my stomach and began to calm down; snot was still hanging from my face, my sex was tingling to the aftershock in a very pleasant way and my arse was doing the same, and I was trembling from all the excitement that I have just experienced, I felt extremely happy and satisfied and safe now that is was over, cocooned in rope and began to drift off into that twilight sleep thinking what the hell I’m going to do to get out of this mess.Part 4I became fully alert when I came down from.