Outside, a van emblazoned with the logo of a local news service pulled up to the building. He put the van out of his mind and concentrated on telling ...he story. “This time, the target stood right here, with his people between him and the door. The director issued another kill order, and we waited.“The door opened, and all three of Michael’s drones swarmed in. Like before, everything happened crazy fast. Two of the drones zoomed in close. They used their unshrouded rotor blades like buzz saws.. “Hey, speaking of you breaking into my house this evening and scaring the life out of me, I am curious about the pink fire you showed me at my house. You a fire magician or something?”Frank just gave an amused snort before replying, “No, nothing so common for me. My ability is emotional manipulation and control. Basically, I can absorb emotions from people in my surroundings and convert them into energy. That pink fire, as you so eloquently put it, was your own anxiety that I converted into. She didn’t even wait for him to sit, taking a small gulp to help her relax again. She was so keyed up with sexual tension as well as being somewhat nervous about what had almost happened in his display room, that her hand was shaking a little as she drank. He smiled at her, seemingly relaxed, and that helped as well.He had a nice smile even if it was a little weird to see it on a face the color of new grass. She noted that his lips and the area around it were a little worse for wear and. ’ Bonnie moved away and then moved toward the door. Catherine shot a glance at Rafael, who understood immediately and merely shook his head ‘yes’. ‘Come and have a drink with us, Bonnie!’ Catherine said. ‘It’s Bonnie the Cunt, I’m afraid!’ Bonnie said miserably. ‘Not now it’s not,’ Catherine said softly to her, ‘Not here it’s not.’ Bonnie cried again then, and leaned into Catherine as she did. Rafael joined Catherine in holding the sobbing woman until Bonnie was calmed down. ‘This is the.