The last night when I talked to them, they told me that they would be coming back "sometime next week." It then dawned on me that Sunday starts of a n...w week for most people, so they really didn't lie, just leave the wrong impression.Of course, they were nude since that had been a rule at the Hamilton's household since Tuesday.Since it was a nice day, Mr. Hamilton suggested that lunch be held on the patio. Lunch consisted of a choice of ham and cheese or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches,. He didn't think he'd need them now.He grabbed the guy he'd knocked unconscious outside of the pharmacy by the feet and dragged him towards the hole in the wall they'd entered through. He was more likely to wake up than the one he hit in the back of the head with the two-by-four. When he got him by the younger man, still lying quietly bleeding in a pool of water, he dumped him beside his pal and calmly walked out to his SUV.When he opened the back of the truck both Alice and Ellen jumped.. It seemed like a normal compass except the fact that it wasn’t pointing north. It pointed towards me, before whirring madly for a while then again settling towards my direction.I asked him, “What is that and what is it supposed to do?”He replied, “It’s a personal creation of my clan.” He puffed out his chest as he said that, obviously proud of his clan. He continued, “It’s called a slot-compass. It’s supposed to find the person with the most number of slots on a planet. Ergo, the strongest. "Then yesterday another Deputy, Dick Taylor, was discovered by some kids with a bullet through his head. He'd apparently been on his way home when it happened. The Station was alerted when his wife called to ask where he was – they were supposed to be going out to celebrate their wedding anniversary." That's not good," I remarked, "But are you still having terrorist problems up here? I thought we got all that sorted out last year."Sam shook his head as if to clear some cobwebs, but he was one.