" I sure feel like I've lost something," Susan confided."I think we've won more than we've lost," Brock said. "We get to move on with our lives. We're...no longer stuck in neutral." Is that how you feel?" Susan asked with an edge to her tone."It is," Brock said with a soft sigh. "I've felt that way for a while, like I was spinning my wheels, like I couldn't make a decision for myself because of how it might affect my friendship with each of you. Susan, from the very beginning it was always going. Brian had picked me up in San Juan in the owner’s helicopter. The water maker had broken and with a large party planned for the weekend, they were anxious for water. He had flown low over the coast, proud of the views of the beautiful beaches along the northern Puerto Rican coast. We had reached the east end of the coast and continued out to sea for a few miles, at last seeing Cayo Lobos. As Brian settled the helicopter down, I noticed an ATV with someone waiting. Recognizing Edward I climbed. Thirty minutes later, Genie reported that all of the addresses he had been able to dig up were for vacant lots or cemeteries, so we were going to have to take a more direct approach.Since it was still night time in Moscow, Genie suggested that we jump to the office and search it as thoroughly as we could before anybody showed up for work. That sounded good to us, so we jumped to the Moscow office to see what we could find.We began searching through the paper records while Genie went to work on. I: Ray reported that he found himself with the sleeve of your jacket in his hand. It had been completely ripped from the rest of the jacket. Laura: I felt at that moment that Ray was my only hope of survival. Y'know, he was looking at me and I could see his face and we had a sea of people between us, obviously tearing at both of us. Beating us. I.. I didn't even know that they were beating me with, hum, flagpoles and sticks and things because I couldn't even feel that because I think of.