No inspections had been done by a Duke, in uncounted years.The next interview, with the head tax collector, was a different thing altogether. I got th...e feeling he was reluctant to be here. He evaded most of my questions, and was hiding things. I decided a closer look at the tax situation was in order.Two days later, with an appropriate guard that even Mirwanna would not complain about, I started my inspection of the watch houses. I started with the sector captain's headquarters, then I went to. She used experience Kaarthen never had and only defended herself with deflecting rubs as the twisting tendrils of power Kaarthen directed arced and snapped toward her. Like Marcos, she was only redirecting the brute force instead of contesting it.Between them, the tiny woman had been knocked cold when a particularly powerful line of force swept through her unprotected mind. The woman looked up at her. Streaks of sweat were covering her now. “Enough.” She said weakly and tried to grasp. Legislation had been passed the made it almost impossible for an honest citizen to buy a gun. It was worse than that. The same legislation had confiscated guns from almost all honest citizens. Since gun ownership had now been criminalized, only criminals had guns.Carl knew that he couldn’t get a gun. But this pimp was in his 30s and he was fucking his 14 year old daughter. That was statutory rape! He would go to the cops and get this Nigger thrown in jail!Carl’s plan would have made sense. We would giggle when he stared at us duringthe work day, and make comments in a voice too low to hear, just to makehim blush. He was really surprised when Jill and I sauntered up to him while onbreak one Saturday afternoon, and asked him if he would like to join us atthe drive-in that night. We figured the k** would get a kick out of goingto the movies with us, and we enjoyed toying with him. "I don't have a car yet" he stammered, blushing in embarrassment. "He's probably too young to.