He gave me a big smile, and a thumbs up signal.Oh, if only he knew, I thought. But I also remembered that I had warned him it was going to be a rough ...week. I'd just had no idea exactly how rough."Just tell 'em what you told Freschetti," the coach pleaded.I told myself he had no idea what he was asking. I agonized for a few seconds, then nodded tensely. "Okay, but you - well, believe me, you're better off not knowing."He looked surprised, but stood back as I walked over to where the team was. Charles bathed Paul in a bright ultraviolet light, that scanned all over his suited body and then the robot picked him up, despite the six ton armor suit and said with his warm voice, “Master Paul, one has destroyed the ants that infested your suit. One will fly you to the city for medical attention. Henry will assist Mistress Martha and the third person.”The man who Roy called Uncle Sam grinned and said, “I came as fast as I could when I heard about the accident.“There is nothing faster on. "He rolled his head toward his mother. "She was young, but she wasn't amommy like you."A chill raced down my spine and I quickly looked into the rear viewmirror at him, without a word I shut off the car. My action caused Erinto look toward me. "What is it?" she asked."Pierce, son - what do you mean that she wasn't a mommy like your ownmother?" I shifted in the seat and swiveled my head toward him."Grandma had been a boy like you and me."Erin nearly laughed until she caught my gaze, it felt as. Below the lines was text identifying what happened. He read the first page shocked at the level of detail within it. He knew for a fact that many of the incidents identified in the report had happened. He looked up at Peter.“Keep reading.”There were people, places, and events mentioned. There were payoffs, assaults, and murders described. He recognized the names of the good people from working with them. He recognized some of the bad names from the jokers that he had just left behind. They had.