We did it until we heard the car pull back up. I smiled back at her, and let me head rest on hers. ‘Look at you two love birds!’ Called Erica. ‘...hut up, and give me my ointment stuff, Erica’ I retorted. Kindly, because I didn’t know how much my injury had taken from her night, or her mood. ‘Do we have any painkillers?’ I asked, with the worsening pain from this burn, I needed something. ‘No…We’ve got plenty of beer though, I bought 2 more 12 packs. Here, drink away.’ Erica said, tossing me a. Other than that she usually just ignores me, so I figured that was always going to be my fate with her and accepted it. There were other pretty girl with us, that night so I didn't feel out of luck yet.I opened my eyes again and decided, at that point, that getting a huge glass of ice-water was to my benefit. Maybe just rubbing ice on my face was the best idea. I stood up in place. A familiar breeze blow over me. I looked down. Yup. No pants. A second glance around the room confirmed that I had. As it was, it stunned him for several seconds. When his senses cleared, Sam found himself standing a few feet from a small crater. He peered into the darkness, and as the dust settled and moonlight began to filter into the tiny clearing, the faint light illuminated some kind of metal box at the center of the crater.A smarter man might have left the strange box alone. One thing Sam had never been accused of, though, was being intelligent. He clambered down into the crater, to the box. He. Tim called the funeral home in New York and told them he was working with the FBI. He told them they were doing a background check on Zeb Hunt for a security clearance. He said Hunt had listed them as a credit reference and asked if they could pull his brother's records and verify some information for him.He found out that Zeb was indeed the younger brother of Adam and that he worked for an accounting firm in the same town.Bonnie called the accounting firm and asked to speak to Zeb Hunt."I'm.