I was too chicken shit to leave a message. The hours dragged on and I guess I finally fell asleep.I woke up and shot straight out of bed. I grabbed th...e phone and ran to the back door as fast as my legs could carry me. Pretty damn fast. Breathing hard I saw that I had a few missed calls.All of them from a strange number.No messages.I called the number as I looked through the kitchen window at Jake sleeping peacefully on the couch.“Hope he’s having a good dream” I said sadistically, instantly. Cal lunged the last few yards with his right arm drawn back and his hand in a flat fist, knuckles forward.Hearing Cal approach at the last moment, the man started to turn, exposing his larynx perfectly. Cal's hand shot forward, transferring the momentum of his whole body to the cartilage of the man's throat. The attacker's first death gurgles were just starting as Cal veered to his left for the meager cover of the low shrubs on the back side of the pool. The other man heard his partner's. " The man had set her down, grabbed her hand and had headed for the back door, but she had broken away from him and had gotten the hell out of the bar."I guess that puts and end to that," I said."Why? I just have to make sure that I stay out in the open and don't go to the bathroom until you come in."I couldn't dissuade Kirsten and we did it a couple of more weekends with me becoming more and more leery of what we were doing.Then Bev came to my rescue, if you could call it that, by planting. The women couldn't help noticing, considering the way our clothes were tailored, but they ignored me and continued on with their work.Before leaving on this mission, our digestive tracks had been treated so that we could eat anything, and it would pass through us without causing any affect. We could have drunk concentrated nitric acid and there would have been no harm to us, so we were not afraid to eat what we had bought. We had skin implants which would provide us with the nutrition we would.