They had bought a farmhouse with some acreage and a swimming pool north of West Springs, and they used that as their local house. The minivan was kept...there for when they visited. I drove by it on patrol once a week, just to keep an eye on the place. I walked up the walk and let myself in.“Oh no! It’s Tio Grim! Run for your lives!” said a familiar high-pitched voice. I just rolled my eyes as Jack’s oldest boy, Diego John, got the others to start laughing and running around the living room. He. Her trembling body backed farther into the wall behind her hopingsomehow, impossibly it would open up and let her in. But the cold brick wouldn't move and she couldn't scale up it, theyapproached her with lustful faces. "Come on girllie, we just want somefun and you look like you want a good time. "She looked at the gang, 4 rather strong looking gang members with theirupper bodies totally covered in tattoos. The leader, or what looked likethe leader reached out for the scared girl. "That. ..”“I’ll be fine. The Night Mother has another task for me, for us. Let’s go.”“Oh.” He looked surprised. “Well in that case, lead on. We’re right behind you.”I knew where to go. I ran up the stairs, noticing that the fires were now out. Once we were through her bedroom, we could see an open secret door in back wall. Laying on the floor, spread out, badly burned, lay Astrid. Somehow she found the will to speak. “You’re ... you’re alive. Thank Sithis!”“Astrid...”She was coughing and obviously in. Or is it budget related?Susan's half of the conversation lagged as she cuddled sleepily to my side. Soon she is fully nodding off. I gently rouse her, ready to say goodnight. She asks, "Help me to bed, please." with a sleepy smile.Wrapped in my arms, I guide her to her bedroom. Leaning onto me, she kicks off her shoes and drops her flouncy skirt. She hugs me, hung around my shoulders, kissing me warmly.I strip back the covers, lay her on the bed, and tuck her legs into the covers."Take my top,".