“Again the flying lessons and that bunch of videos on passenger jets. Do you think he’s planning a hijack, John?” Róisín asked.“It’s a sta...ndard terrorist tactic,” I mused. “Though why he feels the need to have people around him who know how to fly is beyond me.”“Possibly in case the flight crew take them somewhere else?” Róisín thought out loud.“As good an explanation as any in the limited time we have to explore his past,” I replied.“We’ll head off to Falls Church in the morning and see what. His mind wasn'tin the race and was instead focused on the incident from earlier.Chapter 5 - BridgetTanner and his roommate Greg were watching television Thursday night.Tanner had a severe case of blue balls as he hadn't cum since the priorThursday. Around 9 pm, there was a knock on the door. Greg answered it,and he heard a girl in a sweet voice ask if Tanner was around. Gregnodded and let her in.Looking up from his bed, Tanner noted it was Bridget, one of the school'scheerleaders. He had no. He came back with two bottles of soda. "Grapette?" he said, handing one to Harold."Thank you, Sir. Yes, that's correct. I wanted to talk to a magician or wizard, if such a person existed. I'll admit my skepticism about magic, but I'm willing to listen. I can find no other explanation for this anomaly." And this anomaly would be?" Prompted the old man."The ratio of males to females over different age ranges," Harold replied. "Statistically, there are about 106 males born for every 100 females. " He looked at her with dark serious eyes. "I give you my word Izzy; that I will not try to take advantage of this situation."Izzy stared into those eyes for long minutes before nodding. "Thank you Daniel," she said softly.Izzy's next awkward moment came when Daniel handed her a pair of thick towelling pyjamas. "These should help keep you warm," he murmured with a slight twist to his lips. "And it'd be a good idea to keep your socks on."Izzy walked over to a more shadowy part of the room. She.