Hogan, uh, sir?" Sgt. Andrew Carter, demolition man for the group, his comedic moxie rising to the specter of freedom. "Carter?" Should I destroy the ...unnel and apply the seal, sir?" They'd made arrangements that enabled the team to destroy all components and seal the HQ structure below in such an event as this."We're going to wait. Be ready. What is the code?The Heroes in unison: "xxxxxx." "Repeat it."Chapter Two."Hogan, dahling!"Shultz had retrieved him from the guest quarters where he was. He had grown more comfortable with Ashley. He wasnt as nervous anymore."I cant wait!" She said genuinely impressed. He failed to mention a show.They talked for awhile until 11 finally came. Nolans mom stood up and clinked her glass. "Okay I'd like everyone to go downstairs for a special show by Nolan and his friend Vick!" Everyone turned and looked at him. He blushed and Ashley put her hand on his leg. "You can do it" She whispered.He suddenly lost all fear. "Yeah.. Lets go."They went down. ’ These new products weren’t attracting new business. They were cannibalizing sales of the existing products. With the drop in sales of the old classics, those who were associated with the product were criticized for the falling revenue. Clearly, lowered sales weren’t the result of executive decisions. No, the executives making the decisions were quite firm on that.Under threats of losing their jobs, employees grudgingly implemented the decisions knowing that what they were doing was hurting. And if she had won, why wasn't she in the picture? Why Myriam The Prude?There were other thoughts behind the obvious — they were guilty thoughts. Had my treatment of Myriam driven her into the arms of the ball-breaking bitch? Had I pushed her over the edge? Had I caused the slut to win? If so, again, why was she holding the Turd's hand and not Estelle?And why was I thinking these crazy things anyway?Having a tooth filled is not the ideal moment for clear thoughts. So after my last rinse, I.