Finally a man came into the room. It was the man that had been the assassination target. The man looked at Roger for a long time. He said something to...the man that was holding Roger in Chinese and the man let go of his arm."Who are you?" the man asked.It was a second before Roger could answer, "My name is Roger Boring. I..."The man held up his hand, "Empty your pockets and put everything on the table in front of you; do it very slowly."As Roger emptied his pockets the man asked, "What. Back down to the bar at nine thirty. Of course the bar charged a premium for the band, so I sipped a high ball slowly and looked over the scene. Wasn’t much happening here. Of course you only need one other person to make it a good evening, you don’t need a crowd. However that one person seemed to be missing. Nursed the highball as long as possible, but it was apparent that things weren’t going to improve. So I decided to try somewhere else and a ride around town. There was a nearby bar. "Good luck," Christy said, hugging Kyle. "Get your mother back."Britney was hugging Phillipa as Aaliyah walked up. She embraced and kissed Kyle, Fatima, and Fumi. "You will be triumphant," she declared, fighting at her fear. "And we will be waiting for your safe return." We'll come back," Kyle nodded. "I finally have all four of you. I'm not losing you now."Aaliyah watched as Kyle, Fatima, Britney, and Fumi strode towards the school, their weapons in hand. She clutched herself, the rain beading. He opened the door, "Hi" said Jason "Hello, how are you?" "I'm okay thanks how are you? Oh and I've cooked some of that pasta you like." "Well I feel a lot better now," Amy chuckled. She loved Jason's cooking and knowing that he'd thought of her made her smile. They made their way to a quiet green along the river, Amy put down the blanket and they both sat down. They had been exchanging texts over the weeks but hadn't really spoke about much. They ate and continued to talk about their families,.