”“Leave,” Mike said. “Go home and never come back.”Sonny said, “Arrest the two men who shot me.”“We’re trying,” Mike said.Sonny sa...id, “I don’t think so. It seems to me that you are spending more time trying to figure out why criminals are dying than in catching the folks you know are criminals.”“Every crime has to be investigated,” Mike said.“You never did answer my question,” Sonny said. “Are you here because they fired some shots at me or because their car blew up?”“Both,” Mike answered.Sonny. Let me tell you what happened and then we'll go from there."I filled her in on my visit with The Pickle – providing every detail my addled mind could recall. Elizabeth listened and took notes. Then she sat back, clearly stunned."They boxed us in," she said. "Tiny and that stupid old witch are going to make us choose which one of us gets out. Damn it, Ben. How did you get us into this mess?"Me?"I didn't do a damned thing to get us into this mess," I countered. My voice had risen slightly. "You. It started with four inch heels and some hose that reached up to the tops of my legs where they were held up by a lacy white garter belt. The bra was only a half bra that left my nipples and the top half of my breast exposed. Then there was a clear transparent white gown that wrapped around me and was tied in a knot over my left shoulder leaving my left side fully exposed while also leaving nothing else to the imagination. After that a small white hat was pinned to my hair that had a white vial. The weekend was busy, but they managed to get everything into place, setup and connected where required to the power outlets Dave had installed. They had created Dave’s dream fairground in the woods. They had in place:-1. A ticket/registration booth – Jen would be installed suitably in this booth while in an uncomfortable position.2. The main performance tent with a new glory hole feature added late.3. The ducking stool.4. The ferries wheel.5. The paintball shooting range.6. Waltzers.7. Test of.