C.I. Griffin and PC Johnson were still awake and at the makeshift command post thrown up at the rear of the Harrison's estate. They compared notes and...came to the same conclusion that the initial forensics were of absolutely no help at all and they would have to rely on plain old police work. Even the descriptions were conflicting which lead PC Johnson to make the remark,"Looks like our boy is a tricky one, Gov. He must have used a disguise and kept gloves on the entire time. We don't have any. Abby stared out the windows at the passing buildings in something very close to wonder. I should have made Mickens pay a steeper price!At the mall, I was out of my element and looking at the directory didn't help. I motioned the girls towards the stores, hoping they knew what to do or at least where to start."We should walk around." Adriana thought. "It will give you an opportunity to plan out a practice session."Adriana had a better handle on my abilities than I did. She didn't direct her. Last nightshe'd visited Clark, he'd cooked dinner (since she couldburn water) and to pay him back she'd finished his laundry.Apparently she hadn't correctly matched his socks. She'dhave to apologize to him later.One of the men with guns, a thin man with a jaunty blackberet on his head (which none of the other men seemed to bewearing) was yelling orders. Lois slipped a little closerto try to get a quote of what he said. "Get intopositions," he yelled, "hurry up, we don't have much time.Get the. Jenna stood up, a bit unsteadily. "I'm gonna get us a coupla more beers," she said, her speech slurring worse than mine. "Karen, take this hot-ass chick out on the dance floor and show her how we drive the boys crazy." With that, she smacked me on my ass, and headed for the bar.Karen reached out and grabbed my hand. "Let's go, Old Lady!" Then she was off for the dance floor, and I was hard-pressed to keep up with her.We found ourselves a small space to dance in, and when I say small, I mean.