( the Sicilian barber) the chemist guy, ( he was Indian) the dry cleaners guy ( he was Portuguese )Said, the kebab shop owner, the other 4 were from C...yprus, as I walk in the garden, they all stop talking looking at me very excited, I say, what a nice surprise! looking at them I ask, if I can have some thing to drink, Carlo gives me his drink telling me,, you look BELLISIMA! kissing me on my cheeks a bit to flirtatious, Said start saying, lets have some drinks before we start the barbeque, after. Be ready to fire!"As usual the family was armed to the teeth. That, in fact, was what was bothering the town's people. They saw that even the young in the group of strangers wore their weapons in the manner of shootists and that was a worry for the simple people of Ferry's Landing.As the family arrived at the bottom of the stairs they spread out in a single line facing the nervous crowd."What do you want?" Shaylee called loudly from the top step.The town's people shoved a huge mountain of a man. She snuck a glance at McCreedy at her arm. He was sternly looking forward within his turned up collar and pulled down cap, ignorant it would seem to her condition. How many times would he have seen his master in battle? When he won his medals on the Peninsula in that bloody charge against the English cannon, or saving Marshall Oudinot crossing the flooded Vistula? Oh she wished she had seen him in all his moments of glory! How she yearned to see what McCreedy’s eyes had seen, at his side at. She always seemed to know everything. I asked Nicole, "So. Who are they?"She looked at me as if I was a stupid child."Does it matter? We must win!"Well, excuuuuse me!We slipped back into the general hubbub of the ballroom but now, as I looked, I could see the gentle manipulation and orchestration of the flow of the attendees. We were being gently herded as lambs to the slaughter so that all the players moved by the unobtrusive outposts of the scorers. Nicole allowed us to be moved along, but.