Fishing has been slow to start but the walleyes liked our live minnow baits with flashy spinners to attract them and by lunch time we,d caught four an... three respectively, the largest a fat five pounder by Angel. My usual luck fishing against females. We stopped to eat our sandwiches with a nice piece of apple pie freshly baked by Angel,s Mom Rhoda washed down by a bottle of coke before resuming fishing. By now it was warm enough to discard our sweaters and Angel had even taken off her thick. “Remember, his Parole Officer has to check out any job offer, and I need to talk to the person who hires him as well to make sure everything is legit.”“Got it. I’m not sure we’ll be successful, but we’ll give it our best shot.”“Thanks.”We shook hands and I left the halfway house, walked back to my car, then drove back to Emmy’s apartment. I rang the bell and Clarissa buzzed me in. I went to the apartment where she had the door open for me.“How’d it go?”“About as well as could be expected. I. Inside were dozens of pistols, some fancy and some plain. I opened the case and emptied the weapon before placing it on two pegs. I closed it and crossed to my chair, "whose turn to buy the ale?"Captain Noble chuckled, "yours."I sighed and glanced at the junior man, "lieutenant Mark, if you would look in the cabinet behind you there is a case of ale in a chiller."He grinned as he turned and I looked at the three captains, "okay lieutenant colonel Gregor is going to replace me. I am being. ‘But we can lose them, right?’ ‘Going to try,’ he said, swinging the steering wheel into a hard right onto an on-ramp. Maggie clenched her eyes tightly shut, not wanting to see it if they lost control of the car and crashed. They didn’t. She felt the car veer left, then right, then left again. Sheer terror seemed to make her retreat deeper into herself. After all the things Burke had told her, all the things They would make her do…she didn’t want to become a slave. She’d do anything, anything.