My Dad was an assassin, albeit one on the right side. Why did he need me? That was the one question he could not answer all evening, despite my repeat...dly asking him. The following day we went to London. The hotel was just off Pall Mall and we made our way to a private meeting room. There were two people already there, coffee pot and cups on a table between them. The man stood to greet us. The woman, whom I recognised as a very senior government Minister remained seated. The male was, it was. "Here, or her house?" Mom asked."Her house," I said."If it's ok with Nollie, sure, " Mom grinned.I looked at Nollie and got a small nod and a big smile, and let out a whoop of delight.As we turned to leave, Mom said, "Sarah, wait just a second, please?"I stopped and Mom came to me and hugged me."I don't quite know how to say this," she said, "but I want you to know I - and Sue - appreciate your new behavior. You're a very different person from before. We want you to be safe and happy. In the. 408 caliber (10.4x77); and several .338 Lapua Magnum (8.6x70) rifles. These are all fine but much heavier than I really want. Suddenly on the back wall I spot what I deem to be the perfect battle rifle. As I walk toward it I hear from behind me, "Mr. Blaine has an impressive weapons collection."I turn and see Ira in the doorway and remark, "Yes he does but I'm not really sure how many of these he legally owns and keeps in this country."She smiles and comments, "I know for a fact they are all. He threw in some keywords also, like one year and a thousand dollar fine, and many times I heard, five years and ten thousand dollars. I caught these pretty quick and each time the pucker factor raised five points. He made me feel much better at the end, by having me sign a contract, and he would insure none of the keywords ever got to me. I told him one thing which I thought he understood and that was when I told him, "I sure as hell hope you know what you are talking about."We were in bed,.