” Then he looked at Jenkins. “I received Mr. Connors message this morning at about nine-thirty. That’s almost four and a half hours with his han...s cuffed behind him without processing.” He looked at me. “I believe we have grounds...”“Fine!” Jenkins barked. Then he unlocked the handcuffs from the desk and me. “But if he escapes or hurts you to do so, that’s completely on you. I’ve warned you multiple times.”“Yes, you have, Officer,” Mr. Van Dusen said. “Now, if you do not mind, I would like to. Betty searched the room and found the orders in question. It took halfof a New York second for Betty Dobkin to realize what had happened.Trace received the orders today, and she then interpreted them as theArmy's rejection of her, then she contrasted that with the Military'sprevious acceptance approval and pride in the former male Soldier'sactions and existence and deduced (Possibly correctly) that Trace wasbeing discharged specifically because of her femininity. This combinedwith the already. "Pru spent several minutes going over the file of the hostages. She called up the personal files of each individual and made a number of notes. She scanned Captain Jiang's file and noticed little she did not expect.Eventually, she turned to the office's com screen and called the CID of the hostage contact. In due course, the screen lit with a Voice Only display."What do you want? Are you willing to agree to our terms?" The man spoke in Mandarin.Pru listened to the voice as it spoke, thinking. Climbing onto his bed, I cant help but smile at how lovely it feels to just relax for a moment. You dont hate me, do you? he asks. Theres an uncomfy quiver in his voice. He stares into me with those glistening puppy-dog eyes. Aww. Poor boy. Hes so close to me, and his caramel hair looks so soft. I stroke it. Obviously not. I mean, Ive said it before, but I just get mad sometimes. Okay, good. Wanna kiss? Whoa. The weird thing is, Ive been wishing hed ask that. Hes so cute, and not just in the.