New? she repeats, in case Im deaf as well as dumb. Yes, I am, I admit, wishing I could dream up a dozen witty ripostes in place of my usual limp, wet ...lameness. Are you from England, too? Duh ok. Shit, people, give me a break. Ive no clue how to flirt, as you can see without reading my confession. Ill be asking this pretty girl about her exam grades next. Were both &hellip, well, were from Bath. Im Liz, bounces Liz, and this is Becca. Liz continues to chatter without pause, bobbling her head. I’ll just be a couple of more hours.” I wasn’t too concerned because it was a church. It was mostly tractor and trim. It was a good size job but it should be quick.Even so it was two and a half hours before I made it to the ‘2nd Chance Thrift and Consignment Shop’. Marcy was sitting in one of the comfortable chairs I had rescued from an old lady’s house. Either Sarah or Ester had scrubbed the upholstery. The chairs looked great.“Hello Marcy, have you finished?” I asked.“Yes, I have two large. Blaine and myself might I say something first?"The Rear Admiral directed his gaze towards Sgt. Reynolds and answered, "Speak freely Sgt."Flashback – Jack – Undisclosed locationSHIT! There was no way in hell I was going to trust the Major to handle this! Banzai and I would end up in the Navy and I sure as hell didn't want to become a Seal - those fuckers worked too fucking hard and were too fucking crazy. I had a chance to figure this out so I spoke up, "Sirs, I do feel that what the Captain. She'd go back to Fort Worth.It was nearly August by now, and the next semester would be starting soon. She felt safe; she wasn't an unarmed victim any more. She'd get the bastard, she was sure.Bastard. Why stop at just one? There were bound to be many others. Alexis Chatris was looking for bastards, plural. Not in the technical sense. She didn't care if she found someone who had parents that were married or not. No, no. She wanted the other kind of bastard: the kind that took advantage of other.