We had driven for several hours up into the mountains when we passed a sign that indicated that there was a historic park a few miles away."You want t...o stop there for a break," Sandy asked."Sure, sounds great to me," I answered."Okay with you Jessica?" Sandy asked."Sure, I need a break and Justin is getting wild back here."That was the most I'd heard Jessica say since I had joined them.We found the park and pulled into a concession stand. There was a place to get lunch so we picked up some food. Hearing me, he came back over and saw where my hand was. Evil girl. he roared and grabbed my hand. Touching yourself is evil. God has given me the power to save you. Do you believe? he asked. Yes father. I whispered. Please save me. I believe. You must pray to God to save you. he said and moved between my legs. Softly I began reciting prayers as he sprinkled me with holy water again. Louder. he ordered and I raised my voice a little more. Do not look at me. Concentrate on the Father. Staring. I don't want anyone to know what I ... what I let him do to me, drugged or not. I look like a wanton slut on that video. I just want this to be over."Margaret took Tina's hand and squeezed it. "All right. It's over. James has instructed his people to destroy any recording devices, cameras, laptop and desktop computers, and to search the room in detail. They're to beat everything to pieces with a sledgehammer, then incinerate the remains. They're going to load Gregg's clothes in his car and park. There was one huge room with bleachers against the walls and more removable bleachers rolled onto the floor. In addition to all that Soda was going to be doing four shows. He was going to do a Friday night show, a Saturday matinée, a Saturday evening, and then a Sunday matinée. Even so it looked as though everything was controlled with a minimum of manpower.The venue had people already on call who could control the access doors. I even noticed a sign at the front door in two languages. It.