The social abusers could just be used, within limits. Some sexual abusers were just horrible animals, like her rapist or Mr. TenInches back in Boston....They would just be eliminated, hopefully by using the law – the rapist she put in a different category. Some were serial bad actors, who had never been taught better, like Rex. Maybe they could be made to learn, maybe not. If they fell into the 'not' category, then she'd do what she had to do. And then there were those that fell into the category. "I think I'm Jo's mini-me." They're close enough," Dan said. "You've seen the pictures of the gang. Susan's eleven years older than Terri. Sweetie-pie just turned fifteen in September. How old are you, Jo?" I'll be twenty-two in March." So seven years..." I can accept that," Jo replied. "Can't think of a better little sister. And Mom is getting a picture of THIS." Your mom?' Cindy asked."Oh, yeah, her mom," I said. "Red hair. Freckles."Johanna giggled. "Here's Mom and Dad," she said, pulling. It was all very definitely a botch job and no-one truly liked it.Gareth Boase’s nature meant that if his stretched Rolls Royce was unable to get past the stationary vehicle, as was expected on the tight corner, he was likely to get out and start ordering people around. That was Millie’s cue to bring her silenced L115A5 long range snipers rifle into action. She would be shooting from just over a mile away, seventeen hundred and thirty seven metres according to the laser range finder. Give or. You gonna tell Leigh or not… His self dialogue didn’t usually get farther than that. We’ll see. Zack slept peacefully for hours and dreamt of naughty things. He awoke to a really annoying ringing sound and it took him a second to realize it was his phone. It was dark outside now. Man I slept for a long time. He reached lazily for his bedside table and slowly picked up his phone. It was Leigh. “Hello?” His grogginess was gone. “Yo man, what’s the plan tonight.” “I dunno, what.