There was an air of knowledgeable confidence in the way he went about defiling his prey.Mavis watched Glover step back, study the curvy woman. She was... nothing more than well-molded clay to be mauled by his long- fingered hands and poked and prodded by his great tool.Then he leaned over Terry and wormed a hand inside her blouse, inside the full bra cup and Mavis could see him squeezing almost brutally. Terry groaned and twisted slightly, but didn't emerge from her alcoholic stupor. She, indeed,. . I’m 20 and hold certifications for damn near everything that flies. I brought the Goose because David said you bought my house and Pentwater doesn’t have an airfield., He said you have a monster catamaran. I’ve never experienced a catamaran ... I’d like a ride ... please.”While this rather scattered introduction was in pre ... and post amble ... there were dignitaries and others of their ilk waiting and wanting to interrupt so they could press flesh and pose for the flood of cameras of the. It wasn’t like you see in the movies, where the bad guy falls unceremoniously to the ground with a thud. A sickening gout of blood sprayed around the end of the bat, and he staggered a step forward. He slowly turned to face me, and I saw a thick trickle of dark red blood pour from his left ear. His eyes locked with mine for a moment, and I could see his eyes were filled with a vacant hateful stare. He held his enormous left hand out to me, palm open, and then suddenly the axe fell from his. Bathroom. And we have a bit over a thousand nautical miles, straight line, to Auburn.I am in the United States and thank heaven, filing a flight plan here is a piece of cake. I ask for direct, GPS course, flight level two forty. And I get it.Just get in the air and get home. I’ve been to wonderful places and met good people all along the way but I’m still a little Alabama girl at heart and I wanna be home.We’re out of Bangor International, climbing on course, basically southwest, and home’s.