I don't want to go to jail. Why is this happening tome? Yes, I need to get my clothes where, am I going to stay. I don'thave any family here."The othe... younger detective steps up again. "Well we need you to comedowntown Mrs. Smith and answers some questions. Maybe you can clear upsome issues we have." Mrs. Smith why don't we take you to your house so you can get someclothes and then we can go downtown and you can answer some questions wehave for you okay?"We watch as Mrs. Smith stands up with. I wanted to ask you about your trip to the water source. Did you have any problems there that I should know about?"Gallagher really looked guilty now. He wanted desperately to tell Mrs. Candleford everything but he was afraid that she would tell all the others about the danger facing them. The fact that it was a danger created by his silly urge to have his way with a strange and mysterious native female was a consideration in his hesitance to admit the truth. Still, he knew Doris was a good. A human voice. Of course she had heard and seen a lot of hallucination in the sensory deprivation environment where she had spent the last hours. But this one was persistent, and finally her eyes opened to the harsh red light of the setting sun.?Jesus, what the fuck happened to you? Where... How long have you been... Cripes, I could not get here faster and... talk about biting the hand.?Pearl found herself lying prone in messy squishy stuff. Her head was turned sidewise and she found herself. I gave a bogus e-mail address I had cooked up that would let me get any correspondence, but could not be traced back to me at the orphanage.I sent this off and waited for results. About a week later, one message came back wanting to know who had hired Confidential Investigations. This one was from the regional director. Another message came back with a request for detailed information. This one was from the top of the system's food chain, namely, the office of the Secretary of Human Services..