Glad I don't have to mow this lawn."I ignored him and raced for the house. If the plumbing didn't work, at least I could piss inside.Caleb grabbed my ...rm before I could get to the front porch. "You can't go in there!" Let go!" I struggled. "Come on, I really have to go!" Even so, you can't get in there — the door's nailed shut."I looked over my shoulder and saw in horror the boards covering the door and windows.Then it happened. I remember the moment exactly. Caleb was holding my arm still and. "Mum!" I yell, barely restraining the terror in my voice. "Mum!!!" Stop shouting!" Dad growls. "Just get in the car. Now!" No!" I say, trying to slam the door in the men's faces but failing whendad jams his foot in the door, barging his way into the house. "Mum!" Irun into the living room, breathing a sigh of relief as I stand next tomy mother opposite the two uninvited men."Robert!" Mum exclaims. "Ricky? What are you doing here?" Dad called and said there was something wrong with Leon and that. 'I sure as shit hope those nanobots do their job, ' he thought. On Earth, if he'd taken up the gum, he'd have probably ended up chewing it all the time, and paying whatever ridiculous price it cost -- while smoking; he was that addicted. With any luck, he would be cleaned up in a few days, for the first time in well over a decade -- but what would he do with his hands? "Pinch titties," he muttered to himself, chuckling.Maybe that was why he'd collected those losers -- drowned in tobacco smoke. “Thanks Sarge. See you tomorrow!” By the time the prisoner was safely installed in the stockade I drove back to the security area to return my assigned car, collected my own and drove home, the dash clock reading just after 8pm or 2000 hours militaryntime. As usual I opened our apartment door with my door key and entered to find the television merrily playing to itself, but no sign of Sarah. I assumed she was going to the toilet so expected to find her there yet the doors for that and the.