Ashriel almost made it across the table before Devon stopped him. Oh. Look. His brother was glowing even brighter than Ashriel. Just like Boy Rayne, ...e had wings of fire. Only Devon’s took up almost all of the space in the room. “Damn,” Lucien huffed looking at the immense wings fanning behind his twin. He strode up confidently to Devon until his face was mere inches away from his. “You know…me and you look nothing alike. I’m blond,” He plucked a ribbon of satiny hair from his brother’s. The greeting from Simon and Louise was warm and welcoming. I was tired from the drive, but we sat and chatted over a bowl of home-made soup. Simon, like me had aged over the years, he was now a little overweight and balding. Louise at 37 was 24 years his junior and was a joy to look at and talk with. She had a great figure that was a little on the chubby side, but not fat, just the way I like women. She has brown hair, bright green eyes, and an easy smile, her personality was bubbly with a. I dont know why I got so scared. I looked up from my phone and saw a black ski mask. A hand grabbed my wrist and held it so he could grab the phone out of my hand. With the other hand, I punched the masked man across the face. He released me and stumbled. I made a run for it. My heart was pounding. I knew it was Alex. I knew his touch anywhere. I made it halfway across the room before I felt myself get pulled back by the shirt. I was now on the ground, looking up at this masked man. He had me. We set up a production line for manufacturing the points and the bolts as separate jobs. The idea was that any bolt shaft would match any point, and that was our aim. The first 100 we made all fit the criteria, so I was happy. We would keep at it until there was a need to change.As an experiment, I had some shafts fletched with the feathers in line with the axis of the shaft and some fletched with the feathers at an angle to impart a spin to the bolt. I hoped that a spin-stabilized bolt would.