Once again as before, there were memories right at the fringe of her mind. At least this time, she wasn't plagued by the earth-shaking headaches like ...he had before.Distracted a moment, she didn't see Sam turn her way the make his way toward her. Sam stopped next to her, looking at Triot. "Still unconscious huh? Sam asked.A small smirk came to her lips, "yes, I intend to keep him that way as long as possible. Though," her she looked down at Triot. "I have no qualms about ending his existence,. " And then nodding assuredly, the maid turned and left.I mused on that for a moment, for some reason actually feeling better because of Olivia's vote of confidence. I needed it, after Ashlyn's skepticism.Alone once again, I sat down at the desk and lifted the lid covering the tray. A steaming plate of french toast, eggs, and hash browns greeted me, along with juice and coffee. I took a sip of the coffee. And as I picked up a fork, I also lifted the clamshell lid of the notebook computer. Soon. "We're kind of wild," said the first girl."Errr... I was looking for the white stag that roams this forest," Carson explained, not wanting to get hooked into wasting film on human subjects or domestic ponies, although he had to admit that the sexy little sisters would make remarkable subjects. "I don't suppose you might have seen the beast?" Naw," the first twin said. Then she added, "I'm Molly and this is my twin sister, Wanda." Errr... Carson Smith."Carson was disturbed by the presence of. But Jose and Antonio were not paragons of virtue. And the police would be quick to close the books on the matter, happy to stamp the word muerte across their files.If it were not for other things to be considered, he, Manuel Ramos, would finish this thing personally. Only... and that only was what glued Manuel to his chair... only right now was not the time for a flea to move wrong. With two kidnapped American women upstairs and the two Uruguayans with their suitcase full of merchandise in the.