“I need to be at work by three, and I’ll drop the van off on my way so I think we have plenty of time.”“We’re happy to help, aren’t we, Da...mon.”“Yeah.”Jason opened the panel van and removed a stack of plastic tubs. “I’ll take those,” Phyllis said.“Daymon, can you bring that stack of lids? Follow me.” Jason headed toward his apartment building. He held his wallet against a sensor to unlock the lobby door and then led Phyllis and Daymon to an elevator. They rode to the fourth floor. He unlocked. It seemed to me to be rather remarkable given what we were about to do that Mr K could be so calm. At about midnight we received a signal from the 3 man advance team that the coast was clear. Mr K was sure to bring his suitcase with him and we entered the home while putting on our surgical gloves and masks. As was customary the daughter was already neutralized, bound hand and foot with a very large gag in her mouth. She was wearing a long nightgown. The fear in her eyes was obvious. As we moved. But.Nothing was happening. Kinny's mind was awhirl. He shook himself,tried to concentrate on the task at hand."I gotta read that contract again."It wasn't happening. Still. Kinny thought about Joi. Jazz. His mom."Eyah. Where did that come from?"He thought about the day-care worker. That started some motion downthere. He thought about Dr. Cutie. An image appeared in his mind's-eyeof Dr. Bumbaco, the old man with thick glasses and old-people breath.Kinny growled. "Welp. There went those happy. As i was waiting in the pub where we were meeting i got a text from Laura to say she was running late and would be about another half an hour and she'd texted Jackie to let her know also and she told me just to wait as Jackie would still be there on time. Jackie arrived a few minutes later and i immediately looked at her legs and saw she was wearing sheer glossy natural tights and she looked great. I wondered if they were the same pair that i'd wore when i was at her house! I got her a drink.