" I'd step on the wrong toes trying to root out corruption." Howard replied. "Remember that time I blew the whistle on the school for selling the thin...gs the teachers confiscated? Oh, wait, you'd already moved away by then." Same old Howard, always trying to be a super-hero." She leaned down and lay beside him. "I hope it doesn't get you hurt, Howard." What brings you back to Texas?" You, sort of." she responded. "I mean ... well..." She closed her eyes, and Howard could sense her searching for. She must have been watching me for a while now, knew just where to find me. It was no accident last night on Derby Boulevard, no coincidence that she jumped into my car. I needed to find her. *** I drove back up the coast, along that windy road leading up to Helmsley Mansion. There was a coffee shop just up a bit further and I knew I’d be able to get a good look at the house as I drove past it. Sure enough, as I got closer to the house I could make out two police cars parked out front. I didn’t. “I’ll jump out and get Jim. We can do the same again.” said Mike, opening the door.“OK. Be careful”The two boys crouched down by the bank on the side of the road, letting their eyes adjust to the darkness.“Looks like there’s a long track up the house” whispered Jim. “We could go up there, or go over the fields over there to the left”“Let’s go over the fields, just in case a car comes. There’s no way off the road because of the fencing”“Fine, come on!” said Jim, hunched low as he swung. However, What happened before their demise was up to their jailers and the state. Their looks and physical attributes were, after all, a valuable natural resource. And just because they no longer existed in legal terms, there was no reason not to take advantage of them physically.The prisoners were jailed by gender, Males with males and females with females. On a normal incarceration cycle, the prisoner would be subjected to heavy physical/manual labor. Paer of that was to break their spirit..