" You were going to just walk away!"Steve was motioning slowly with his hands, as if that would calm her down. I was standing there very much like a s...atue, blinking erratically."No, we just now decided we should leave. No reason to get upset. We're going to carry you to..."He looked at me with a helpless expression. I focused on just one name and curiously enough I was able to say it as well:"Mama Adele!" Mama Adele!" echoed Steve quite unconvincingly with a half-witted smile.I suddenly could. These were the ever watchful eyes of the Castigator, the arm that made the Law reach into every heart, body, and mind: the Procrastinators. Their training was simple, crude, and effective. It hammered into them the utmost loyalty to the Law, and tought them how to use people in order to learn all that was needed: the rumors, the happenings, the weddings and deaths, births and oath-takings.Everything that went on not just in Pyr, but everywhere in the Territories, they made it their job to know.. ________________________________________________ Janey pushed at her, trying not to laugh but failing. Marissa grinned, raising her hands and Janey grumbled, smacking her on the hip, skirting away. "Would you stop already you asshole," Janey managed, shoving the door open. After having told her parents about the incident, her step-dad had sold the brownstone and they had moved into a smaller community. It wasn't as if it was safer, but the memories of what had happened made Janey a little. After Mark had beaten my friendsTodd and Dave it was my turn, and I had been practicing secretly at thelocal bowling alley just for the chance to beat Mark on his own table. Igot the break, and ran all but two stripes off the table when I missed.Mark was feeling pretty smug about his shooting skills and I was feeling anew sense of confidence in mine and Mark could tell this.When his time to begin shooting came up, he asked me, "Wanna make a bet?" What ya got in mind? I replied."I bet you I can.