What can I do for you?" "Give me the cash." He stated simply. "God damn it!" Kit rushed to the counter but before she could get to it,he grabbed her...by the arm and spun her around. "Oomph" she cried as her backslammed into the far wall. "Where's the money bitch?" " Oh God, Oh God" She struggled to catch her breath. "Whyare you doing this? What do you want?" "I want the cash whore. Where is it?" He reached out and grabbed her bythe left wrist, he held so tightly she twisted around trying. “Tell your mother we said hello.”“Okay, Aunt June. Bye.”The next meeting was not too good. A guy about our age walked up to us and made to push me as he went by. My only response was to not be pushed. I’m not heavy but I am strong. I think he was surprised that I didn’t brush aside. He stumbled off balance. “Hey, watch where you’re walking.”I said, “I was. You made an effort to bump into me.”“Look, pretty boy. You don’t own the sidewalk.”“That’s true. Neither do you.”He made a fist and stepped. As one they let out a gasp – not of the fine extraordinary life-like realistic detail of the statute but of the enormous smooth and polished stone erection the statue sported. Now they could see the front legs of the statute was actually up on the edge of a low stone polished platform. They realized it was a stylized representation of a sacrificial alter!As one they wondered and discussed who the master stone craftsmen were that seemed to have excel any known masterpiece and what happened to. Once Elizabeth had started this thing there was no way of going back."He looked at me and said. "It isn't simple."I was just thinking that it was. All a storm in a teacup. After all they only had to wait for a year or so and then they could marry quite respectably."It would be nice and tidy if I mourned my wife and Sarah finished her degree and then we got married respectably and settled down. But I don't Sarah think can wait and I doubt if I can either. I find her very attractive."He looked at.