The Blackhawk was one of the fastest helicopters in the air. Moments later they cleared the front lines, moved over the Rhine and then across France.B...fore long, they reached the English Channel at the Calais area. Soon they were over the Kent beaches in England heading toward London. When they came over a country farm property surrounding a British manor house, the pilot set down at a marker on the lawn. “You’re here, Major. Do you need a hand?”Mike shook his head and extended his hand to. Nor did any of the walls. A space so tight he couldn’t even hope to sit. Overhead, stone ground against stone. He looked up in time to see a lid sliding into place. It made a thunk as it sat snug with the rest of the box, totally sealed save a tiny hole in the right corner near the top of the door, too high to peek out of. ‘Punishment begins.’ === He’d gotten turned around somehow, there could be no other explanation. How else had the door vanished? But in such a cramped space, the walls. The distance between our homes and that summerhouse was about 310 kilometers and it was obvious that cousin Emil had no interest for a 620 kilometer trip taking Nelly home and driving back to her parents. That's why she stood waiting for me just as she was told to do. But it was a furious Nelly, very furious indeed. Her vocabulary of cursing and swearing could, without any doubt, could get old sailors to turn pale with envy. I never found out why she preferred sharing a bedroom with Emil and. Ahh that sounds great” he finally managed to say. Jax gave him a cash tip and let him go.Robin was watching everyone as the food arrived, and the way in which the server looked at the girls was almost funny. Hearing Jax’s casual offering of her mouth to the boy though, that made her twinge a bit inside. She could feel herself react to being casually talked about and used, and though she tried to deny it, she was disappointed that her face was already ‘done’.As the server left, she looked at.