‘I have never told this story before,’ he said, as he sat down, ‘but I have rehearsed this over and over in my head, at least a hundred times. I... was born in 1863 to Harold Dean Hunter and Elizabeth Anne Hunter. My parents were very wealthy and we lived in a rich neighborhood in New York. A nanny raised me, my mother had a terminal illness and the doctors could find nothing to ease her pain. My father couldn’t stand to be at home and see his wife dying and she would rather he wasn’t there too,. When Steve reported the incident his control room and immediate supervisor found it hard to believe, but by the time Tech Sergeant Lewis arrived he couldn,t dispute the dead Alsatian and large dog like tracks in the fresh mud that led through the fence and into the woods to disappear on rocky ground half a mile inside the woods. The hearing regarding the destruction of government property(valuable a****l a well trained guard dog) had to be judged “open” verdict! Both Steve and his colleague Max. "It's all happening so quickly. She's alive, but in critical condition."I love his body and look forward to being close to him.I wince with the sudden pain. I push him away. "Oh, Jack. Stop." "Renee, what's the matter?" His deep brown eyes staring at me, his brow furrowing."Nothing, sweetheart. It's just that you were pulling me into your Sam Browne belt. The tear gas canister and handcuffs were pinching my breast."I reach out for him allowing him to lift me up, his arms holding my 130 pounds. Ihre Nachdenklichkeit nach einiger Zeitbei Seite schiebend ist sie ab sofort wieder die aufmerksame Gastgeberin,im Inneren jedoch ?ber sich selber erschrocken."Was ist denn los, Kleines?" Ach, Gro?mutter, ich frage mich, ob ich mit diesen drei Fieslingen nichtanders umgehen sollte, war es richtig? H?tte ich anders reagierenk?nnen?" Nein, Strafe muss sein, Kind. Dadurch, dass du dir selbst diese Fragenstellst, mache ich mir um dich keine Sorgen. Sie zeigen mir doch nurdeinen verantwortunsvollen.