It was a simple bore sighted scope. Ihad personally zeroed in at fifty yards. I needed no up and down or side to side adjustments ... It was up to me,...the shooter, to make the mental adjustments necessary to dial it in for the variables of the current situation facing me.The first round's adjustment from dead zero was pure guesswork. Since the rifle, and the bullet, would make very little noise, I would be impossible to spot from that first shot, even if it was a complete miss. It most likely. He tapped on the door and then opened it to find Doctor Billings already sitting on the sofa. When he moved into the room, he intentionally left the door open a crack."You're late," she said sternly but then smiled. She was wearing a yellow sweater that was cut low in the front and a short dark skirt. It looked very professional except that she wasn't wearing a bra and her hard nipples were poking through. Her legs were crossed, revealing more of her thigh than was appropriate for a doctor as. “Daddy I have to pee really bad”“Why didn’t you go when we were inside the mall, Libba.”“I don’t know I was too caught up in shopping I guess.”Looking around there was no one around but large overgrown bushes and our van was enough to provide some privacy.“Well then go right here.” Libba looked at me unsure but knowing how small her bladder was knew she wouldn’t be able to hold it for long. “It’s okay no one will see you.”Reluctantly Libba hiked up her dress, squatting in the grass. It. Damn I might prove to be more accepting than I intended.I walked into the diner where we were buying Ezra’s lunch. I walked immediately to his table. “Ezra I’m Ed Rogers of Rogers Research. Let me start of by assuring you we are not cops, nor reporters. We are writing a fictional TV show. Nothing you say to us will wind up in the hands of the cops, unless they find a judge who wipes his ass with the constitution.So tell me, where did the scraper that killed Jaybird come from?” I asked.“It was.