" Yeah, I took the liberty of calling Sally Billings, the apartment building owner. The girl moved in about two weeks ago. She works down at Wal-Mart.... You know Maggie, you make this job a hell of a lot easier." That's my job Sher... Gina," smiled the older woman as the sheriff turned to leave.The modest apartment house was small with only about twenty units. The apartment Gina was looking for was on the second floor, near the back. She knocked. When there was no answer, she knocked again."Who. There was no mistake, he watched the Spaniard crush her throat and choke the life out of her. His steady hand now had a visible tremor to it as a cold sweat ran down his armpits. He slapped his free hand on the gun to steady his grip and forced himself to think and analyze the situation. Maybe she was a good actress. Maybe she had some freak genetic mutation that allowed her to still breathe. The logical side of his brain and his curiosity soon got the better of him as there didn’t appear to be. I can see where their women are along with a few other men and they don't look mistreated or like captives. Talk to them."The two men were armed but their guns were slung under their arms in an easy manner. A mid thirties woman came up behind them saying, "Steve, what's happening?" Looking at us, she said, "Oh! Hello. I'm Marsha. That's Steve, my husband, and our friend, Kevin."I said, "I'm Janice. This is my friend, Laura. My husband, Bennie is around somewhere. He should be here in a few. Everything.We got in a cab and made our way towards the airport of fly back toCalifornia. In the cab the cabby saw Rachel and knew who she was."I'm sorry to hear about your boyfriend...um...James Daniel. He was a greatsinger." Thanks" Rachel said as she looked at me."I really like that song 'Shadows Cast'. It had a cool beat. Did youknow Daniel too Miss?" The cabby said as he looked at me in his rearview mirror."Um...no, I never meet him," I said trying not to cry.We made it to the airport. And.