Upstairs anddown. Nothing. Nothing but empty rooms. It was an empty house fullof nothing... and no one. Where was he?Totally frustrated with him, ...she started wandering back out toward thetruck - the truck she had no idea how she would deal with now. Andhalf-way back, she realized why Sissy wasn't there to help. How couldshe have forgotten? How could she have ever thought he was going to bethere in the first place? He wasn't there... because he was never goingto be there.As despondency. A few irons in the fire so to speak."Cassie sipped her beer."I suppose it's way to early for me to ask to take you home?" Dale gaveher his handsomest smile.Cassie leaned forward and kissed his cheek."You still let them put me in a hole Dale; I haven't forgiven you forthat yet." Cassie smiled wanly and hopped off her stool.Dale watched her ass right up until she left the clubhouse.Cassie pulled out her iphone and called Natalie Styles."Ok I'm in; I survived the first day. But we got our first. Some then went to the shamans' tents to report, and the screams from there showed what they had found. Unfortunately, neither Keith nor Sam could understand Comanche, so they didn't know exactly what was said, but someone coming from a chief's tepee brandishing a crossbow bolt made it pretty clear what those comments were about. There was a tremendous level of fear shown in the Comanche camp, so the two onlookers were not surprised when the totems were torn from their places and cast into a. Someone behind me, a guard from the resistance, surelywas. Then--finally! I saw them in front of me: two guards, both armed andalert. My previous visit, and Marcus's arrow, had definitely made animpression on the city. I paused and waited, and listened. I heard thenoise of an axe on a tree, then repeated. That was my first signal. I wasready. Two more axe chops.The rain intensified. I stepped forward andcalled out in my friendliest, most womanly tone, "Hi there, guys!"That caught them off.