"Each diary entry had to include details of what undies she was wearing, and whether she was wearing a bra. He got a kick out of that, watching her go...off to work a few minutes after she posted the email to him and knowing what she had on under her clothing. Realising that Brenda had the camera and stored the pictures on her computer herself, he could instruct her to take pictures herself, and did so, requiring her to take a photograph of herself in the mirror in her bedroom, and also making. The woman had torn and ragged clothes and no weapon he could see. Surely they didn't want him to just dispatch this unarmed and terrified young woman? He approached her slowly, uncertain of how to handle this situation. She screamed and cowered as he got closer. She was too frightened to even put up any form of defense. Then the crowd behind him roared and he whirled around to see what had them so excited. He saw who his true foes were–a tiger and a bear had been released and were fast. "Julie works there!"Emily had never met Julie Patterson, JoAnne's daughter-in-law; in fact, she'd only seen Dave three or four times since high school, never for very long, a few sentences exchanged while he got gas when visiting town. He'd taken the on-ramp pretty seriously and for practical purposes was a New Yorker now. JoAnne, a long-time widow, had once told Emily that Julie didn't like Bradford, thought it was a Hicksville, came there only when she had to, and stayed the shortest time. "Oh My Lord, I'm so sorry. I just lost it," Mike shuddered while wiping at his face.The hint of a grin began edging into Elnore's face as he said, "Hum, I suppose you did. But you are getting better at it. Do you recall the time when I first introduced you to 'shields'? You were 'out-to-lunch' for six hours if I remember correctly." He then glanced at the 'Hourglass / Auto-Abacus' combination timekeeper sitting on a side table and then said with the grin gaining ground, "This time you managed.