I had no idea what form my revenge would take, but when I took it they would never see it coming.Once away from the house I pulled the car over and pa...rked at the curb and sat there and thought about how I could best get back at the two of them and I finally decided that I needed more information. Three that afternoon found me sitting in the office of Sam Heinz who was a private investigator. I told him my story, signed a form giving him permission to enter my house in the course of his. We was set up!" What is this?" Dron peered over Pete's shoulder."Charley says that someone's been feeding that strider to keep it here. It looks to me like he's right. Somebody didn't want any messengers going to or from your fort." Charley is certainly right," Dron agreed. "And a nasty trick, too. One that almost worked." Do you think we'll hit any more like it?" Amy asked, thinking of their scant store of ammunition."Not just like it, no. What we will have to look out for, from now on, is an. ’22.’ ‘Helmi that was rude,’ Antonia scolds, ‘You never ask a woman how old she is. Apologize.’ This doesn’t feel right. Turning to Antonia, I try to reconcile the warm, smiling woman with the icy, bitch Leo’s painted her as. I can’t help but compare myself to the woman. Aside from the skin tone (and she’s still a shade darker than me) we share no similarities. My hair is curly and brown, hers is raven and wavy. She’s maybe a size four on a fat day, and I’m rocking a size 14 on my best. There’s. “Hi, Dale?” I said as I walked in the kitchen. “Ya? What do you need?” He asked shortly. He was putting things away and starting to clean up. He was alone. “They ran out of cookies, and I was wondering if I could get some?” He just looked me up and down for a bit. “Well, I’m not supposed to” He said, walking around the counter and towards me, “so why should I?”“Um, because I’d like some, please?” I asked nervously. “Well I think it’s only fair that you do something for me.” He said flatly. “OK.