. You know?"Joey nodded, making a grimace. He didn't know why he confided so much in this policewoman, but she was nice and she knew Maureen and Deird...e."She wasn't the same afterwards. She refused to stay with me. She just up and left for California." But you got her free from those swine, right?" My cousin did. I had help from my family."The cop lowered her voice. "I hope they buried those fuckers!" she growled."The abductors were paid the ransom they demanded and they fled," Joey answered. .Flick! Flack!Flick! Flack!I drove her on. Loving to see her start to sweat. Loving to hear her rasping breath. And her groans of effort. Sometimes I wondered what it would be like to have a slimmer, less powerful, Pony. Yet I never made the effort to find out. The bottom that flounced and flurried before me was quite sufficient.Up a hill we went...Down a gentle slope...Then we stopped at a trough. At which ‘Maxie’ drank happily, it seemed.We were now in one of the remoter areas. I listened for. I spotted an interesting entry for "One Pair Gloves (?)" I decided to bring the God's Gloves along as well, because you never know.I paid the storage fees. Not too bad, considering most of my armor was still at the Smith. That would have to be my next stop.A rush of air announced the arrival of my favorite Poet and Muse- Blaster."Gareth! You look well!" The brown robed Muse said, sitting beside me."Blaster! Good of you to come, old friend, this looks like it will be important," As the barkeep. Not a bad idea, I thought.I did a quick Internet search and found that it wouldn't cost more than a hundred bucks to have signs made for the minivan. Not a bad investment if I helped me with my real business as well. Not only that, but best of all it was deductible.I did not want Lucas running around with a gun, so what should I arm him with. Taser, of course, there was no question about it. And gas, since I couldn't get nerve gas, pepper spray would have to do. A bean bag shotgun would.