"That'll make Kelly happy." Tami started coming down the hall. "I don't understand why Mr. Reed would come to tell you about... Tony, you didn't!" she...exclaimed coming to a stop."Miss Calloway is going to coach the team, but she needs some help, and Kelly suggested me, and..." I shrugged."What do you know about gymnastics?" Tami challenged, stomping toward me again."I can do a cartwheel," I said in my defense. "And a headstand. I won the headstand contest in PE last year." What do you know. Waiting for me, as a matter of fact! I knocked on the door so as not to startle her. She jumped anyway. None of us really knew anything about her... Except that she was hot. And to an IT guy, that’s all that mattered anyway. She appeared to be around 30, very quiet, professional. I had only gotten to see here a couple times in passing previously, grabbing lunch in the cafe, or passing by in the hallway. And as she turned around and got up to greet me, all of those mental images of her came. No locks, no complicated mechanism to open it and free it of its contents. But there was one rule in the house that I never even considered bending; don’t open the box. Kasey was a guest in my home, I should have been a little bit forgiving, but she was warned. Pet told her not to open the box; specifically told her not to open it. I felt my anger building. I was mad at myself really. I had such high hopes for Kasey. She had proven herself to be an apt pupil, another like-minded fiend with pain. He reluctantly handed her his weapon. She took it, released the safety, and held it under her chin. “Either let us back on the plane, Uncle Albert, so we may return to the United States or I will pull the trigger. You can bring my dead body to my father if that’s what you two want.”She looked at me with sorrowful eyes. ‘Sam, I’m sorry. I will probably not be alive much longer. I will tell you that I have come to love you and your land.”I saw her finger tighten and I grabbed her hand pulling the.