I hadn't had dinner, so I went to the Pizza and Pasta Pit for take out. It seemed to be just the right time for a trip to the Cop Out. I picked up the...three pizzas, which I had called ahead to order, then I drove downtown to the Cop Out."Where the hell have you been?" Blevins asked. "This place only has pizza when you are around." That's because none of you cheap bastards will part with a dime for your fellow man," I said."We earn our favors, we don't buy them," Blevins said with a laugh."Yeah,. I put them back and finished cleaning. I took of my clothes and showered and was about to leave when the house phone rang once , then rang again, this was the only time I could answer the phone if Frank wasn't in.Do you want to stop the night you can have a few drinks he asked, yes please I replied, I went home said I was stopping at a mates house as my excuse , and got back to Frank's about four thirtyHe let me in and gave me a drink , Celia complimented me on the way I had cleaned the flat. You look down into the case in front of you as you listen to the phone ring and you see magazine in plastic wrap that is black and simply reads "Game Land" in white letters on the cover. The price tag on it reads 0."Any luck?" the clerk asks returning to the front of the store. "Nah, I don't leave too far from here. I can walk home. I'm curious though, what makes that magazine worth 0?" I don't know," the clerk replies. "The owner is adamant in not opening it or selling it for less. You're. Phytrelia. We just need…you. Don’t worry though, we probably won’t have to hurt you…at least not very much.’ She smiled again and moved to walk away. ‘Let me out!’ Brynn screamed. She stopped, closing her eyes, and focusing. This time…she wouldn’t hold back. This was something she had never, ever done. Tightly controlled, even on the Avenger, she’d been trying to control it and it had gone wild, but she had never simply…released it. She’d let her fires consume everything in this room. She.