I had been struck in the hip. The bullet had entered just along the outside of my hip and pinged off the bone. They had to go in to remove a couple of...bone chips and some bullet fragments. Now it was supposedly fine, but I needed to keep up the exercises to get the muscles and tendons back into shape after the surgery. After the physical therapy, I went by the local grocery store, picked up a few items, and headed home. It was time to plan my revenge. I just had to think of the best way. My. I was just 20 yrs old. I am changing some aspects of the story, in order to hide the characters. I am six ft tall, medium built physical structure. I had a scholarship from the, then Soviet Union by a reputed engineering school. The school(BMSTU) was located in the capital city of Moscow. I did not know a single Russian word. I was received by a Russ student at Sheremetyevo airport. He just knew few English words.He tried to explain me with his limited English words that, there was a problem. They see how far these crazy mobsters are willing to go, and it's got them wondering if they really have to have a shooting war, to settle things down. Clyde, Sandra, Millie and me will be flown out tomorrow morning to the yacht. We'll be there when you three get back from Sweden."Please be careful. I love you all too much to lose you." He meant it. You could see the anguish all over him. Colleen looked at her mother, and Millie took Mr. Bell by the hand and led him to their bedroom. Sadness. Katrina Jones had just turned 18 so didn’t need her mother’s permission for any of it. However, out of deference to Katrina’s mother Mitchell still explained each document to Angela making sure she understood, and was happy with, everything that was going on. The Dean of Admissions reasoned that it would be a good way to start if both daughter AND mother knew what was happening.“Now,” he said “I need to take a few perfunctory measurements of your body and then we are almost done.” With that.