..I'll order it!”A lot of people were glancing at me. One or 2 truckers just stared at me - I still wasn't used to all the stares. I found a seat by...the window. I hung my purse on the chair and looked around the place. As I looked, people would look the other way, but I saw 3 girls, maybe in their late 20’s to 30. They whispered as their eyes made judging looks upon their faces. They were all in regular clothes - jeans and a blouse - 2 others sat in t-shirts. I could tell by their stares that. His partner turned out to be a tall red-head with more freckles than there were gooks in Viet Nam. She wasn't pretty, but she did have a cute face. She looked a little overweight, but I suspected a lot of that was muscle. I thought I wouldn't like to meet up with her in a dark alley.Not too much happened, but they talked to me a lot. They explained why they stopped a certain driver, but let others go. I heard some stories that raised the hair on the back of my neck. From Anna, Ray's partner, I. . euphoria was flooding my brain. I had to push it away and close my eyes for a second. My first time out and I was looking at death in an uncontrolled environment. I'd always been pretty lucky."Sin Nombre," I said into my celphone, standing outside and bathing in the relatively cool air."Really?" General Palmer grunted. "You're sure?" Yeah, I got an eyeball on it," I told him. I had a near photographic memory and the General knew it. "The guy was milking rats, incubating it with monkeys. I. She noticed that he had reacted too. She had to get away from him. She had to get her thoughts in order. "I'm going to bed, I am knackered" she said as she got up. "Good night darling." Oh shit, she had said it again.She ran up the stairs two at a time, dashed into her room, shut the door and lent against it gasping at her sudden exertion. Her body was on automatic pilot as undressed and fell into bed. Sleep eluded her, she tossed and turned trying to get comfortable. The image of her son's.