I looked at Sandra and noticed her hair was soaking wet as well. I didnt have time to ask her about her hair because suddenly I felt like I had to tak... a giant shit. I got out of bed and ran to the washroom. Sorry Sandra but I have to take a, shit in the worse way. I called from the washroom. I slammed the bathroom door closed, put the toilet seat down up and sat down. No sooner I had sat on the toilet I started to shit. I didnt even have to grunt. The shit felt like it just oozed out of my. " Did you see him?"Seth looked at his daughter and felt her pain. "No, I didn't. One of the police officers was a client of mine. He confirmed it was Rex after I expressed my concern." What made you so sure it was Rex?" I saw the armadillo bumper sticker I gave him from my trip out west."She'd smiled at that, he noticed."He was crazy about those ugly things. I never did figure out what he saw in them," she said. "Thank you, Daddy. I'm glad it was you that told me and not a stranger." I wish I. She made the purchases using her credit card which didn’t alert anyone to their identity. She also bought some thank you gifts she would give the compounds’ staff when they left.They stopped and had a cold beverage and a hamburger at an establishment Hemmingway was said to have been a frequent patron. There was time to take a guided trolley tour which pointed out all the historical sights of Key West. They were a little tired and quiet on the boat ride back to the compound.The days just flew. He told Sands that he'd changed his mind about using his own cash to pay off the informant and had abandoned the meeting. He spoke loudly enough for Janice to overhear.Greg knew that at some point he would have to inform Sands of Valerie's revelations but needed to sort out his own feelings on the matter first. The implications were mind blowing. Machines that masqueraded as human were the contrivance of tank dramas; evil entities bent on world domination was a favourite cliché.He stared.