Let's move it out." She turned to Sandy and Lyn. "You too. We gotta lot more to load in, an' I want it done quick. Join t'herd a' cats."When Sandy and... Lyn finally got back to their pod, they found it bustling. Of the twenty-four bunks, two were quads and another two were doubles. The pod population consisted of eight infants, four children under 10 years of age, four more between 10 and 13, twelve teenage concubines and four senior concubines. It scared the two former television news staff to. The door gives up its fight with a thump and a loud bang against the wall, and gang members pour into the house. They are quick, efficient and ruthless. Luke’s phone is knocked to the ground, then smashed underfoot. The other ones are collected, if needed, with force. All the men carry baseball bats, but the gleaming metal on their waistbands is even more intimidating.Their leader steps in last and takes the time to close the broken door behind him. He smirks at Agnes, then walks a circle. She was polite enough when she greeted him, but distant. She didn’t hold eye contact for more than a second or two. How could such a pretty girl be so shy, he wondered. As she lead him into Dr. Morgan’s inner office, he took a moment to appreciate the furnishings. The traditional leather couch was there across from a leather chair and desk for Dr. Morgan. He cocked is head and looked at the floor. No carpet. The hallway had been carpeted, but Dr. Morgan’s office had a marble tiled marble. "We made a quick run home, had an after-action 'action' followed by a shower, then got back on the road. The schedule was a bit tight, but doable.We pulled into the parking lot. Dan called Ed's cellphone."We're sitting in here at a table, waiting," Ed said.We walked inside. The 'friend' wasn't a guy. The 'friend' was a teen girl, dressed in a sweatshirt with the local university logo on it. She was an inch shorter than me, had honey-blonde hair, grey eyes, and from the way she was standing next.