This dream, however, was of two figures, a man and woman, emerging from the bedroom closet and standing over her snickering sardonically as she lay na...ed and helpless on the bed. They whispered to each other but she couldn't make out the words. Slowly the woman, whose face she couldn't see because she wore a hood, sat on the bed next to the frightened woman, took one of Lynette's wrists in each hand and pulled them into a spread eagled position. Lynette sought to call out, but the man silenced. Talk about a nice save. I weighed my options. Maybe Susan wasn’t going to file a false accusation of harassment against me. But I couldn’t take that chance. When dealing with both men and women, I tend to assume the very worst about their nature. I’ve met too many psychopaths and sociopaths. I’ve been betrayed too often. I don’t believe in goodness in human nature anymore. I believe that men and women are basically evil and one needs to protect oneself from them. So I decided on a preemptive. Out.” That should wake him up.I had told him he had a few minutes to get all the solders to their fire locations around “Iron Alley.” As it was night they would be armed with their favorite long rifles equipped with silencers so as not to disturb the neighbors and wearing night vision. There was no time and no need for body armor. The men were in a barracks a block from the alley, they had practiced the move a few times and knew their spots. There were service tunnels and secured skywalks, guys. So how have you been recently? I havent talked to you in forever. I said, the caring tone evident in my voice. Well, I wont lie to you, Jordan, I havent been great. I mean, I… You know what, never mind, its not important. She said, silencing herself. No, Char, come on, share? I said in a persistent voice. I… I went to the doctor the other day. He said I had depression, but that was a no brainer, really, considering I tried to kill myself the other night, she said, almost whispering, looking.