The chair was tilted back, the first needle was putinto my lower lip, this was followed by a second third and forth, nextwere four more injections fo... my upper lip, they all hurt dreadfully,this took me out of my fog or high. Next Don stuck three needles in myleft cheek bone then three in the right. I was trying to scream andcry. Don then tilted the chair back up and I looked at myself. My lipswere huge all puffed out and my cheek bones were high and very distinct out. I was crying as I. I could see in the rearview mirror that she was trying to smile bravely. "Is it because of your Uncle Georg?"Uncle Georg was the former (and as I suspected, still latent) Nazi."No, I haven't seen him in five years. But you all know there are other people like him. Lillian's grandfather lost his family and I don't want to expose her to that sort of shit." Does her family know about Georg?" my father asked, all of a sudden uneasy."Lillian's father knows. I came clean right away. I told him that. “Seven,” she cried out. “Fuck, I must have slept,” she snapped as she retrieved her mobile phone. The face of it lit up. “Fuck, it is Neil,” she said. Claire sat up and took a deep breath before answering. “Hi darling,” she said. “Where were you?” Neil asked her, “I’ve been ringing this phone and the house phone for ages.” Claire immediately knew that he wasn’t at home. “I’ve been sleeping,” she told him. “I was working on the stock take schedule and I just felt tired so I went for a lie. “I have to pick up the radio before we leave,” I informed him.“What Radio?” he asked.“The ‘Super Top Secret’ radio that I have been saddled with since I graduated from that last school,” I answered.“I thought that was going to your previous assignment!” he told me.“No, it’s not assigned to a unit. They are issued to the operators personally. It was assigned to me, and it goes where I go. Wherever that is,” I finished.“Where is it?” he asked.“It’s at USARSUPTHAI Headquarters. The G-2 has it.