We just looked at each other for several minutes our smiles brighter than the ceiling lights.Aunty Bev took my hand and led me to the sofa and we sat ...ogether on the edge.“ Now then I am going to tell you some things about Aunty Bev, after you can ask me anything, ok”I nodded and sipped my drink, anxious as to what was coming next. Aunty Bev cleared her throat, took a long drink of whisky then began…“ You were just a baby when Uncle Fin was killed” she sighed and her eyes moistened. I took her. . either equipment or Allison's head blocked all of my immediate paths for shooting, plus I was not a cold blooded murderer. I also didn't know all of the facts and my growing suspicions could theoretically be wrong (in a pig's eye).I first tried very discretely getting Allison's attention, but to no avail. Her eyes hardly seemed to blink and she didn't move a single muscle for the five minutes I observed her from my semi-hidden spot near the doorway. At least her captor, "M" (I was willing to. ‘Jennifer,’ he rumbled, opening his large arms out as he did so whilst at the same time dropping his bag down with a dull thump onto the floor. Jennifer rushed toward the athletic build that stood some six foot three inches and wrapped her arms tightly around his trim waist. As his muscular arms closed firmly but gently around her body as if it were one of a child’s, she pressed her face into his broad chest. His scent, even though he wore deodorant and aftershave, was the scent of a man, and. Do you remember the feeling I had when the Nicaraguans said they wanted to discuss a surrender?” I asked. Don nodded.“I had the opposite feeling when I realized what Russia intends to do, like when two parts of a song’s harmony blend together perfectly. I also felt several new danger vectors appear,” I explained.“Can you tell if the danger is imminent?” he asked.“I don’t think so. The danger I felt from the subs grew in intensity as the subs got closer. These danger vectors aren’t anywhere near.