They are supposed to play here tomorrow." Send them on in Matt," Tony replied as he got up from his seat and moved to meet the newcomers.A bearded man...stuck his head tentatively through the door and looked around. "Umm hi, the kid outside said this was the right place, but we're looking for the band that has all this stuff on the stage outside." Come on in, you're in the right place. Welcome aboard Kalliste. She's kind of our back stage for the weekend," Tony said.The bearded man, well over six. She was wearing a black tank top and pink shorts and a hair bun over her head. She looked like she was working out. Seeing her like this and afraid that I will again act like a pervert, I turned to go back.‘Wait, wait. I still need your help. We have to empty the closet.’After much hesitation, I agreed to help her. She moved in the closet and I followed her. It barely had space for a person to stand. She was facing the shelf where all the things were kept and I was just behind her, close enough. He saw the two men approaching the house, and they saw him. "Get down!" Nick yelled as one of them pulled his gun. Both Nick and her ducked down as bullets shattered the window to pieces spraying glass everywhere. Nick crawled across the floor to his gun on the coffee table. With two shots one of the hit men busted the lock. Anger rose in Samantha's chest as she got up from the floor. When the first gunmen stepped through the doorway she was waiting. Grabbing his forearm with two hands she. " Anne stated, returning to the stove. Mechanically, James began eating. He found no joy in it despite his hunger, but he knew that his body demanded the food. "Don't stare at him." His mother's voice was a distant echo in the maelstrom of his thoughts. She had addressed his sister, who had just come into the kitchen. Elaine looked over at James, before replying to Anne. "He looks like a girl." Elaine's comment was a death grip on the obvious. "Yes, he does. Now let your sister eat her.