”“That’ll work and save a lot of time,” Morales replied.“Good. If you need anything, just let me know,” then Jeff quickly teased, “but I...still can’t get you off the planet.”“I would have to be insane to want to leave with what I have here now,” Morales remarked seriously.“I can relate to that,” the Prime said as they turned to go back inside to retrieve a heavy bench that Morales had made from a couple of cut-off logs with a wide board nailed across them. “I can use it to stand on while digging. ." Removing his bandana you stand. "Before this is over...I'm gonna kill you, Bitch." She grasps you by the hair of your head and leads you out the door to a room where you're strapped to a chair.For several hours you're tortured by her and several other women, you never cry out, you don't tell 'em a fuckin' thing. You're returned to the same room where Crim was murdered only to find his body gone...they didn't even clean up the blood. You roll onto your back and groan.Sleep come's late into. ."His partner grabbed Stewarts arm and forced it behind his back and hefelt the metal close over his wrist."You have the right to remain silent..."Stewart couldn't believe what was hearing and looked to his wife whostood quiet on the other side of the room. Something was differentabout her."Tiff?"She refused to meet his stare and he felt his other arm placed into thecuffs."You have the right to consult an attorney."The police officer continued to talk but Stewart wasn't listening as hestared. She pulled her little head off his chest and sniffed. "You're not," she wept. "No, of course not. Daddy still loves you and you're still his little bunny," he said wiping tears from her under her beady red eyes. "Really," she said. He nodded. "I'm just upset, that you didn't come to me about this," he said. "I was too embarrassed," she whispered and looked down. "Well you don't have too. I'd rather you do it yourself, then have some inexperienced little boy doing it," he said. She blushed and.