There would be hell to pay.“Have you sent anyone to check out the box truck for anyone alive? All those bikes in the back have to be disarmed,” I ...sked Ben.Then I reminded Eric that this place needs to be kept under guard until it gets an all clear.“Eric, call your New Jersey and Ohio offices to send some agents here to do that. Tell them to pack for a couple days. You know the drill,” I said. “Call the state police to see if they will help, but I doubt they will.”Eric and Ben both looked at. February 13, 1988, Chicago, Illinois“What do you think will happen with the incident in the Black Sea?” Jessica asked as Kara and I walked her to work.The Tribune had a sketchy report saying that the Soviet frigate Bezzavetnyy had intentionally rammed the USS Yorktown, a cruiser, in Soviet territorial waters while Yorktown claimed innocent passage. A careful reading of the article indicated to me that it was more of a ‘bump’ than a ‘ram’ because the Yorktown hadn’t been seriously damaged.“If it. Code Green on the floor." Will do, boss." Vonda hung up.A soft recorded voice came over a speaker in my room. "Code Green until further notice. Code Green." That announcement meant that no nudity or sex play allowed in the hallway.I ordered Pyx. "Clean up the table, then go to the bedroom." Yes, Master."In short order, the empty bowls of oatmeal and plates were cleared.When the doorbell rang, my bald slave scampered into the bedroom, leaving the door open just a crack.I walked over to the door. ! I got transfered to gym next period. Oh cool! Now we have, lets see, nine out of ten classes together. I replied, without a hint of sarcasm. This might be the best thing that has ever happened, I thought to myself. We entered the locker room, and he went off to meet the fitness teacher. I slid over to my locker, #284, and precariously began to enter my locker combo. I pulled off my jeans, Hollister, and then my matching shirt. Folding them compulsively and putting them in my locker, I.