”“Heh… What else can he do to me? He took my angel away once, he kidnapped one of my best friends. He really can’t do anything worse than all ...hat. Speaking of which, I gotta thank Shawn for bringing you back.”“Don’t mention it.” Said a voice behind Jake. Little Shawn was listening the whole time.“I’m gonna get dressed, and I’m going to get Fabio. You better go home, angel.”“You sure you’ll be ok?”“Of course I will. In case you don’t know, I have a guardian angel looking after me.”“You do?”. "I'll take you to LePoshe Boutique. You need something appropriate to wear and we've got tomove faster on some training."May drove them to a fancy little dress shop and they got out. Shedragged him inside and immediately hugged and kissed the owner. Maybegan speaking French as the owner smiled and looked Mark up and down,as May did most of the talking."Megan, this is Renee," said May as the owner extended her hand.Mark softly shook her hand awkwardly as she studied his every move."Megan, she. ? The senior class of Seven Saints High School broke off into smaller groups, each discussing the rules and risks of the sadistic game. They had all grown up as witnesses to such atrocities, the first generation in nearly two hundred years to witness legalized slavery, but none had ever truly considered participating in such an event. An industry had risen over that cursed ruling, and each and every one of the students was raised to believe that the entire institution of slavery was an. She knew full well that she smoked the last of the marijuana afew hours after sending Jeremy to his room. Her mind scrambled forsome kind of excuse."What the hell do you mean?" Curtis' anger was making his alreadyruddy features more red."The mistake flushed it down the toilet," Sheila finally answered,hoping that Curtis would buy her story."Don't you watch him and see what the hell he's doing?" Curtis stoodup with a purpose. "Am I the only one who keeps him in line?" he addedas he stormed.