In the meanwhile, I had Dillon's account of that night to go over; findout exactly where all this vengeance was coming from. But still therewas a ques...ion which I wasn't sure could be answered. Why now?There were a few messages for me at the hotel; it never rained but itpoured, one from Jacob and one from Naomi. They both wanted to know whatI was up to, though for the petite Mrs. Kane, she hoped to do Lunch withme. What was on Jacob's mind? I couldn't begin to guess...It was actually with some. It is a small agricultural town in the middle of nowhere. My Mom and Dad are Chinese Americans. They were strict parents – they did not allow me to date or bring friends to the house, use the internet or listen to music. Dad was very opinionated, and would lecture to the family. We did not dare contradict him. His views were intensely right wing – immigration should be banned, he said – and he hated trade unions. Except the Miller’s Union, where he was a Union rep. I enjoyed going to High. ? It might take a loooong time before it goes out..." Anna shot back. Maya just giggled.The bandits, however, were getting panic. They tried using the lever, pounding the gate with stone, and digging a hole on the wall, but nothing worked. They were trapped inside their own trap."We surrender!" One of them yelled. "Please help us! I don't want to die!"Anna smiled. "Don't worry ... You have around an hour until the air become toxic and you will pass out. Just hope that the villagers will come to. The connection was broken and Melinda looked at Janet. "Sandra isn't coming." What are we going to do?" Janet asked and was getting scared as well."I ... umm ... you better get out of here, before I need to talk with them," Melinda said and swallowed.Janet could clearly see that Melinda was scared, even when she tried to hide it from her."Are you sure?" Sure I'm sure!"Janet looked at the boys again and saw how excited they looked. She was sure that Melinda would be in big trouble if she had to.