"It's inscribed, 'Touch the seal, kind Empress, and receive our heart'sdeepest thanks.' What's it mean, Alex?" Let's find out. If I know Anna-Beth, it...s something sentimental."Jack floated my present self across the chamber and we watched as herpointer finger touched a slight depression below Anna-Beth's cartoucheon the left side of the beautifully ornate sarcophagus. A small drawer,maybe six inches wide then extended out from it."She shouldn't have!" Alex Fleming cried in surprise as she. I saw her bend over my tool box. My knee cap exploded in excruciating pain, reacting to the agony racing up my body I smacked my head on the under side of the car, trying to reach down and check my knee. At this point I couldn’t tell if it was attached still or not. ‘Is it so funny now you stupid fuck?!’ I watched in stunned horror as the wrench she was holding came down on my knee cap again. On sensory overload white flashed in front of my eyes, my throat constricted on groans, and my leg was. What he was interested in had nothing to do with her friends or the bullshit intrigue of teenage politics.She'd unzipped her coat, finally, and her skin had returned to its natural hue. She was definitely warm because the girl also kicked off her boots and threw off her earmuffs before removing her jacket. Her long red hair was light and free around her face, a face so angelic that George couldn't help but stare.And at her breasts. God, such great tits. Amy was wearing one of her typically. Abril was now on track and settled down looking at knives. I called Sam and she sent one of her people over, a guy named Rex who was borderline elite at file structure stuff. He dove into the project, working with my computer staff, explaining each step of his magic as he worked the security server. I insisted that they work together, watching each other and being 100% open so nobody could tamper with the evidence.I made one thing clear. “This is a death penalty case. You are gathering.