We get that, too. You are afraid for Megan. So are we, but none of us are the ones that put Megan in danger. That includes you. You didn't put her int... danger, either. So get off your high horse and let us work with you to get Megan back," his adopted mother ordered.Sean's eyes blazed angrily for a moment, before he seemed to collapse into himself and he looked at his hands."Yes, ma'am," Sean said. He raised his head and looked around the table. He met the eyes of everyone that he had snapped. My jaw dropped slightly in effort to say something in defense or at least smooth the situation. My eyes darted from Jeremy back to Theresa before I decided that I just need to leave. Sensing something was wrong, Jeremy finally turned around and saw why he’d won our verbal sparring. I was already halfway out the door and pushing past The Crow, as she was known, when he called out, “See you at the convention.” As if nothing had happened and all was well. As if I would come within ten feet of him. With a high pitched Italian accent, "Who ess et?" Sultry asked.The hammering stopped."I'm just taking a bath," she said, "Come back later." Also in an atrocious Italian accent.It sounds completely stupid ... but the robbers moved back to the bank lobby. It was only a couple of seconds of double-take on the part of the robbers, but that was just enough. It was just long enough for the Hero and his companions to exit the vault. They made short work of the robbers. Bo staffs everywhere. Sultry's. "Me and my big mouth..."Ned's squad trained with the weapon for a week in the 'local training area' - a gravitationally -- enhanced area on the far side of Truman. Nobody was anxious to conduct the 'danger close' test, but training dummies survived it handily. At point eight G -- the local gravity amplification available in the LTA -- the optimum dispersal point was about two and a half meters above the target; on Tulakat, which was closer to Earth-normal, they expected three meters to be.