I wish I could go to Africa and kill every one of them, very slowly and painfully.’ ‘NO!’ she yelled, her face coming up off my chest. She spoke...into my eyes, as if she could still see them perfectly. Her face was livid. ‘You are better than them, David! You don’t have to give me retribution, don’t you see that? What is done to us is done. My captors did what they did to get attention. They live in unbelievably awful conditions, harassed by people who look just like them, but some historical. Can you let me in to see Gen. Walker, I asked? He yelled down to open the gates. I told Brea and Sass that my dad had been stationed here until about two months ago when he was given command of Fort Corpus. We then proceeded to the admin offices and were met by Maj. Jackson who when he saw me said, what are you doing here? I then relayed what had happened to since I quickly left Fort Corpus. I asked is the Gen. in? Yes and he will want to see you said, Major Jackson. We then enter the Generals. Uh, she comes into the club, you know," Cain said with a careless grin."She does?" Yeah, she's a big tipper." Cain loved pissing his brother off. "Got a lap dance from Cherry the other day. Shut that bitch right up! I gotta tell ya, bro..." He looked at Abel and put on a pained expression of sympathy. "You're angel ... She's a carpet cleaner." A ... What?" Abel stared at Cain in disbelief."A rug muncher, you know ... A lesbian." Cain shrugged. "That was a sin, last time I checked." So is. Amélie turned to Gérard and held him tight against her for a moment. Right now she needed the reassurance of his strong arms and tenderness. When she put her head back to look into his eyes she saw wonder and questions and concern, but underneath those emotions she sensed the strength and confidence that had characterized her foster brother his entire life. Strength and confidence that had won the day for the two of them on more than one occasion.Strength and confidence that had won her over.