I was hoping it was someone coming to rescue me. ButI knew it was just the opposite. I was afraid, nervous, apprehensive,and submissive about what wou...d be next."Here come the men. Go open the door," he said.I walked obediently towards the door and although the plug wasn't thatbig I could feel it every step. Between the walking lessons of shortsteps foot in front of foot and the plug I could feel myself swaying tothe door. I heard car doors open and some muffled male voices.Apprehensively I. The three of them had taken recruiting to a whole new level. The very best targets, if it was determined they could be swayed were shown around campus by my step-daughters. One recent “get” also met Suzanne. Crazy as it seemed, there were no recruiting issues. The recruits just learned there were additional benefits to be had.“Mark, that reminds me, David will be over for lunch tomorrow. You will be at the office right?” I nodded, grinned, and said that I had not forgotten.David was a former. "What is in the box?" Ted asked, looking curiously at the metal object.I flipped open the latch on front of the blue container, "Something my new girlfriend found. She wants to learn to shoot properly and wants to use this to do it."I took out the folded red towel, being careful of the old ammo boxes on their sides in the bottom left corner of the case. I place the lump on the counter top and unfolded the red material so the pistol was pointed to my right and displaying the angular stylized VIS. It was almost midnight, so I could not see anything of the landscape. I got off the plane to go to a small cabin that was the airport terminal building; it was empty. I sat down outside the door and quietly wait for something to happen. All what happened was that, after nearly two hours, a beautiful girl, the same age as me, appeared in the doorway laughing euphorically, unable to speak.— Are you Dedee? — I asked in English.— Yes, — she replied overjoyed — Sorry for the delay, but the truck.