We came off the main road and drove for another mile down a side road. The entrance to camp wasn’t marked by any signage but I turned off into a dri...eway very familiar to me. Coming up in front of the large six metre tall wooden sliding gate, I pressed the remote and waited for it to fully open. After we went through, I checked to make sure the automatic gate had closed, before I continued our journey.Privacy was paramount for what existed beyond. What couldn’t be seen from where we entered was. I don't know where I got it, and now that it's in my garage I don't know what to do with it.A teenage boy had just passed his driving test and inquired of his father as to when they could discuss his use of the car.His father said he'd make a deal with his son: 'You bring your grades up from a C to a B average, study your Bible a little, and get your hair cut. Then we'll talk about the carThe boy thought about that for a moment, decided he'd settle for the offer, and they agreed on it.After. ’ ‘You could always ring her and let her know that you’re here?’ ‘No, it’s late as it is, I’d better go, thanks all the same.’ As I left I heard Samantha’s mother comment to the effect that she thought that I was afraid of what was happening. I don’t really care what they thought, but I’m going to have to make a decision on whether Sam and I would continue to be friends. On the one hand I liked her as a friend, but on the other hand I was disturbed by the direction that our friendship was. “Agent Ferraro, what brings you downtown?”She leaned across and opened the passenger door. “I heard that you had a little trouble.”“Yeah, well you should see the other guy,” I said bending down to see in the taxi.“Where have I heard that line before?” She paused just for a second. “Get in.” I did and closed the car door as we rolled away from the curb. “So how are you feeling about yourneighbor now?”“I’m going to kill him, “ I thought to myself, but sat there silently, looking straight ahead..