It remained a fantasy.Summer came and I started to work around in the park after dinner. The track was a couple of kilometres part of which passed thr...ugh a wooded area. I was always worried if there was no-one around when I walked through that part. I guess I had an over-active imagination of some freak jumping out of the bushes and attacking me. One afternoon I was a little later than usual and it was getting dark as I approached the wooded area. I was thinking of turning around and walking. Demetrios, kneeling respectfully, had taken in his hand the little bare foot of the queen Berenice, as a precious and sweet object, to be kissed. Then she had risen. Simply, like a handsome slave who serves as a model, she had undone her corselet, her little bands--taken even the circlets from her arms, even the rings from her toes, and she had stood, hands open before her shoulders which lifted her head beneath the coral ornaments that swayed in long strings by her cheeks. She was the daughter. She bandaged him as best she could and then looked over at the radio which was blinking. Senior saw it at the same time. She picked it up, talking softly into it. Pete with extract coordinates. 10 hours. Cara felt her heart drop. Lang wouldn't last 10 hours. She rolled her finger to Senior and she nodded. 6 hours, but had to be more distant coordinates. Possible. Senior reached down and picked Lang up slowly, his arm going around her. Shit, she forgot about her shoulder. She quickly went to. They have allowed us, the Gwinnett County Police, to have door way guard duty in gratitude for saving my family.’ ‘What, John? What the hell is going on?’ I asked. ‘The group who sent the dunces down to teach us a lesson is called the Klan of the Knights Templar. They have sworn to seek revenge against you and the other four who thwarted their attack.’ John replied. ‘The FBI will fill you in on the details later.’ ‘Oh, yeah, one other thing,’ he added. ‘Anyone who comes into your room had.