Al knew immediately he had screwed up. In fact he had screwed up in several ways. He realized now the phone call about Bonnie must have been bogus. In...his fear and frustration he had forgotten to bring along Lt. Slavens' little present. On second thought, maybe that wasn't a screw up after all. If he had the gun with him, he would probably try to use it, and then he would be killed for sure. Maybe this way he at least had a chance.The men who surrounded his car were not wearing ski masks. He. You betcha!She returned to the bathroom, in record time for sure, and saw that he hadn't gotten too far with the soaping up. Goody-goody! The tub's water was now gore-colored and it looked as if he was sitting in a tub of blood. Which, you could say, he was."Now Bertram," she said, "You just sit there while I change this water and get you fresh. OK?" He nodded as the water started to drain out.His penis area, Goody-goody! soon became visible to her old widow's eyes. My, my! was all she thought,. "Why was Wally beaten and why did he come to your house instead of the hospital?" My best guess is that he was dropped off at my house as a warning. Somebody beat him up real bad and dumped him on my doorstep in the middle of the night." He shifted restlessly in his seat and added, "Whoever did this has to have some reason to believe he would not go to the police."Jimmy became still as he suddenly realized Wally was not the target but the tool. His eyes grew wide as he exclaimed, "Ruby! They. But, we have a lot of work to do because we've changed a lot from the proposal in the competition."Marie looked resigned. "You did say you didn't think they could build it as requested." Right. Schellen said so, right at the start. He wanted us to use some cheap-jack contractor to 'cut costs.'" Is that this guy, Sauter, we found out about?" Marie asked."Well he never said so, so perhaps not. And I said 'no' right away; insisting on our condition of being the prime contractor. But Rummy and I.