In Special Forces training, they’d spent as much time teaching operators how to plan as they did teaching tactics.Qasim, however, was out there and ...planning something, and right now this kid was their only lead, which didn’t allow them the luxury for long prep times. As soon as the docs released him, with a suggestion of bed rest that all of them knew wasn’t going to happen, they headed straight to the local Bureau offices.A pall hung over the FBI offices. People were still bustling back and. The cameras would scan everyone coming into the convention center from the limited access lines. Anyone who had been involved in protesting we could block from entering the convention center.I took a break to head for the coffee pot at 8. Six of the 10 were still at the meeting table working on the required HR forms. The first four had gone to the docs for physicals. The doc was going to call when he needed the next four. I sat down in one of the empty chairs to drink my coffee and worked on. When they lowered enough my wrists were placed in them and they were locked. They let go of me and the two guys left. I was alone with Apron Guy. I was on my tip toes trying to keep my balance while hanging there by my wrists. He approached me and without saying a word he reached into a pocket and produced a very sharp hooked knife. He proceeded to cut my dress off of me. It was like he was skinning an animal. Soon it fell away and I was left hanging there in my lace bra and panties. He. My mind dwells and wonders where I might have met Nat before? I rarely go out, only one possibility!My memory tells me Sasha said once she knows the place as her sibling used to live around its corner.My goodness she looks like the lovely lass I met there in the smoking room below with view at a canal!My question to Natalia makes her smile. Yes we met almost two years ago, I remember how you beat me!We see all other eye-brows lift. Sasha wants to know: Natalia did Peter give you a public.