It would take all his diplomacy, and a certain ruthlessness. He did not need trouble in his personal life, and he resolved to put it all out of his mi...d.To that end he had ordered a new mobile phone to await him at the Dutch office, and then switched off his own after disabling voice mail and text messaging. He did not want his phone cluttered with weeks of messages. He did not check for voice mail before shutting his phone off.Only head office, Tom and some other company colleagues would have. . after all the shooting.We, as a people are one step above Cave Man. Flight or flight. Them or us. I am, personally, appreciative of Hairy’s thoroughness in training me to shoot. When I needed it ... the training took over. Sight picture ... squeeze, sight picture ... squeeze. Seven times. Well ... only three effective rounds. The other four rounds were close ... but no cigar. Strikes but in soft tissue. Still hollow points have great shock value.During the polite questioning, my response time. Here, use the ratchet release like this."They soon had the expansion braces removed."All right, let's see if the door still works." Beth said as she tapped the screen and palmed the lock. There was a clack, and Tira pushed on the door, but it only moved an inch."The floor pin is not fully disengaged!" Tira said. "Help me with this!"They pushed at the door with a series of loud, grinding squeaks, until it was open far enough to allow them to slip inside.An hour later a team of techs had replaced. The buildings in disarray. In the prone position atop the warehouse, I brought the night vision scope to my eye. My objective lie directly across the thruway. The warehouse was dark but the ambient light allowed clear and concise vision. My reconnaissance revealed little movement around the perimeter of the building until the loading dock door opened and I saw two men inside. "Jackpot!" I thought. There he was in a nice suit, the blob that hurt Angel and the second one I assumed was his.