“In China, they stand. They watch. The bystanders don’t usually get involved. They watched the girls get murdered. Are they as guilty as the kille...r? Do you think?”I dropped my phone, bounced up in bed, scanned around the room, yelled, “Who’s there?”The voice disappeared. I looked back down at my phone. The page had changed. It was now on a Baidu news story about another execution. Looking at the mugshot under the headline, I knew the face; I knew the person. It was the stunningly beautiful girl. I'm agent Patrick Smythe from the F. B. I. here are my credentials." Very good. I guess I should be thankful that the government is picking up the medical bill but isn't it blowing our cover?" No, it is a request from the Italian government. The good Count put some pressure on to help you out ... Of course we caved into their demand. I hope that your abrupt departure was mainly because of your successful conclusion at the good Count's estate?" We did succeed but the ladies have had an extremely. "I backed towards a door into a small storage area and pulled Ash with me. The nymph followed with a tempting sway to her hips that made Ash giggle. In the back of the room and to one side was a twin sized bed I kept in case I did not feel like returning to my apartment. Ash pushed me towards it, "can you make a satyr like her?"I blinked as I stopped undressing, "you want a satyr?"She pushed my hands out of the way as she began to undress me, "and a female elf."I glanced at Tiny, "why?"She. " Damn," I said, "he a redcoat?"He nodded. "Nasty bastard."I sat down my beer, pushed my way through the spectators, grabbed the big man by the arm and pulled him away from the girl, hitting him in the gut with a good right and in the mouth with a wild left. It was like hitting a brick wall.His friend let go of the girl, and she slumped to the floor between us."That's my sister," I yelled at him. "Leave her alone." She's a stupid cunt," he roared, "insulted me, she did."He was a big man, big in.