He spoke to ZiZi down on the first floor through his Nextel device. "Send her up," He said softly. "Go," ZiZi relayed to Yumi.In an instant Yumi bolte... up the stairs taking two at a time, her long black ponytail moving rhythmically as she headed towards Richie.Yumi’s punishment was a take on the old-time coach’s drill commonly called “stadiums”; the athlete is given a distance to run up and down the stadiums stairs in an allotted time and failure invoked a penalty. Needless to say it quickly. It was approaching the magic hour when the fish would start biting.This was his favorite time of the day made even more perfect by being his favorite time of the year. Late September brought mild temperatures, nights and days that were balanced in length, and animals actively seeking to gain the weight necessary to survive winter. This particular day was coming to a close with a sky filled with the colors of an approaching sunset."There you are!"Ray nearly dropped his fishing rod on hearing the. He went to the door. I heard it open, then a sound like somebody slapping a big chunk of meat on the counter. And the sound of a body hitting the floor.I jumped up and saw MY Chuck laid out on the floor, bleeding from a laceration on the side of his head, and BERT stepping over him.He saw me. "Knocked your pansy-ass boyfriend OUT!" he said, like his was proud of himself."Bert!" I screamed, "Get OUT of here! I don't want to SEE you. I'm married to HIM!" This thing?" He prodded Chuck's. Some sixth sense said "Wait and see" so I just pulled over and killed my lights. I watched as they all got out of the car and headed or the front door. It looked to me like Al and Larry were dragging Amy along and at one point it looked as if Al had put his hand over Amy's mouth. I waited until they went inside and then I got out of the car and went looking for a way to see into the house. Through a side window I could see Amy struggling as Tom, Al, and Larry were taking her clothes off of her..