My head was fine, but before thinking about my head, I forgot that Chris’ hand should probably not be okay. I looked up into his calm eyes and he be...an to frown after he noticed I was starting to panic. Fear set in motion in my head, that I’d caused unnecessary trouble and damaged his hands by being impulsive. He began making cooing noises, as if telling me not to scream or panic or cry. I bit hard on my lips, trying to stifle a little cry. I hated that I got so emotional when it came to him,. She told me to never mess with a policewoman and this caused much amusement amongst the other diners.I managed to keep out of her way for the rest of the day but as i was getting ready to drive home there was a knock on my window.She was standing there indicating for me to wind down my window.As i did she said that she needed me to accompany her.I asked her why and she told me to get out of my vehicle.As i got out she slapped the handcuffs on me,with one on her wrist.She led me to her car and. Racking his brain he remembered the name of acontact from a line of business he had dabbled in when he was stillpracticing. Kurt sent off a quick email to see if that contact stilldealt in the white slavery trade.The email sent and the bottle empty, Kurt stumbled into his bed and inminutes was asleep. His thoughts were of revenge.Chapter Seven - The CaptureThe next morning saw little activity in the cabins. Rick quietlydisengaged himself from Jane who barely moved as he replaced the. ." I mumbled. I took the papers and was aboutto leave the room when Jeri spoke again."Wait! Wait a second, Thomas," Jeri suddenly said in an unusually warmvoice, as if she had briefly stepped outside her role of stern nurse. Iturned to face her; Jeri's pretty deep blue eyes looked at me withconcern."Your mascara, Thomas. It's smudged. You just cry too much, dear. Morethan any girl I've ever treated." She took a tissue and carefully wipedmascara and eyeliner from my cheeks. "Being a girl isn't.