The gunman's command had been loud enough to be heard in the workshop at the back of the store. The craftsman there did not hesitate. He hit the panic...button for the police. That did not set off the alarm but it sent armed police racing to the shop. The watchkeeper at the police station also alerted officers on foot patrol in the city who made their way to the jeweller's. Two minutes later sirens could be heard wailing.The apparently unarmed thief took a jemmy from the voluminous pocket of his. One of them reached up and wound itself around her boot. "What the hell?" she thought as she found herself unable to advance. "Damn her and her plants." She reached down and sliced the vine with her claws, but another vine coiled around her wrist, and yet another around her other leg. "Oh, shit," she thought.The rest of the vines swiftly rose up, snagging both arms and both legs. They wrapped around her limbs, all the way up to her shoulders and thighs, and hauled her up off the ground into the. His eyes were locked on to mine. “Do you think I am sexy?” I asked. “Si,” Julian replied, my handing firmly holding his hand in place, as I pressed in closer to where he stood. It was at this point, I lost total control of myself. I slipped my hands under Julian’s sweat-soaked shirt and pulled it over his head, exposing his hairless and chiseled chest. Julian was expressionless. I ran my finger-tips gently over his pictorials and down his biceps, to his hands. I pressed myself against him and. "Thanks, Colonel," Neeka said.I should have been grateful too. Colonel Brock was simply doing the job that one of his subordinates usually handled – interceding in situations that might cause me to express my displeasure in inappropriate ways. Like ripping the speaker-box off it's pole, kicking in the gate, and going in search of whoever we'd been talking to and shoving their little box up their fat..."Sam."His tone was utterly flat and devoid of inflection, yet it brought my escalating anger.