Water still dripped from the ceiling, and the cold was fierce and biting. My hand strayed back down to my stomach. My gut wound had closed, leaving no...hing but a hole in my shirt to remember it by. I tried to stand and I managed to rise with something resembling grace.I stretched and yawned. I felt muscles uncoil as the fog of sleep temporarily lifted from my mind. I held up my hand and concentrated.Red sparks danced across my finger tips, sending a lurid red light dancing across the cave. A visible shiver ran down my back. “Left.” “Stop.” I had not gone any more than three feet when he brought me up short with my leash. He moved around in front of me and opened another of those camouflaged doors like the one to his dressing room. My heart pounded. He removed my lead putting it back in his pocket and removing a short silver chain from his shirt pocket. Instinctively I stepped back. His hand reached out and vice-like seized my left breast and with his little finger through my. Something we can take out for a family outing. It's something special I want to do for my mother and father." I see. Can you send me some pictures of the car? It will give us some idea of what needs to be done. Then I can consult with my partners. To be honest, sir, it's unlikely that the cost would be less than one hundred thousand dollars." Yes. I expected that. My main concern is that the job be done right and that it would be safe to drive. It must seem like a silly luxury to you, but we. So he went to Brentwood park. To walk the dog.Halfway across town was a helluva walkies, but he wasn't dumb enough todo it near his house. He'd smiled nervously at a lot of people, and they'd smiled,un-nervously, right back. And nobody had really stared. Oh, some ofthem had _looked_, but nobody had that open-mouthed gape he'd readabout, the one that said, "You're nicked!" He had come home, flushedwith success and daydreaming of a future life that would start as soonas he got to college,.