I get to school, knowing full well I’ll get a detention for being late, and head to my second period math class. I just so happen to have that class...with my lying, slut sister, Cassie. When I walk in she glances at the door, and if she’s not an idiot, knows that something’s wrong with me. I sit down across the room and try to pay attention to the lesson, but my head is spinning. “What’s going on?” Cassie asks me, two seconds after the bell rings. “How many times?” I ask her, “How many times. That said, you, of all people,understand the need for security. Nicole is, as you've foundalready," he paused, "unique. Her physical conditioning isexceptional. You know that her physical capabilities exceed anythingyou can easily reach; those abilities are untrained, however. Youknow from your own experience that it takes more than raw strength tobe an effective warrior, David, and you've trained your SAS teams toknow that, too. I'm asking you to put that training to use here."The colonel. It is unconscionable that Tim Sanderson isn't sitting in a cell, for however long it takes, waiting for his trial."We might need to call in our overdue favors and have the federal government put this thing to bed, once and for all." He was not happy. Colleen looked fit to kill, and Rebecca was near tears. They were really scared that this was going to go on. Maybe I should have put the two clowns down and let the chips fall where they may."Mr. Bell," I said. "This is partially my fault, and I'm. She stepped through it and kissed me. Yes it was a long hot kiss, “My god woman you make me crazy,” I said.“Good,” she said as she pushed me onto my rumpled bed.It was an hour later when she spoke again. “I have a message for you from Sylvia Amos.”“Really what kind of message,” I asked.“She is going to forget that you contacted a potential murderer giving him a chance to run, because you also convinced him to turn himself in. He explained that he and his brother had too much beer, and words.