The sharp odor of cleaning bleach and faint hint of urine tickled my sensitive nostrils and I looked up at the older gentleman with what I was certain... was the uncertainty of a person not quite sure of how he had arrived at the end of the line and feeling a good five or six years younger than when he had made the jump back in time to the dangerous days of the American Revolution.I was beginning to think that I was visiting the older battlegrounds rather than the ones that I had actually been in. " HAL? What are you talking about?" God, Dave, God. She's a farmer, Dave." Never mind, Dave ... you don't need to know." Ricky/HAL said, "Watch the sharks, Dave. Watch the sharks."The sharks that were too late turned on the one that caught the headless one and slashed huge chunks out of its body ... more blood ... now they were slashing and slicing each other like wild dogs in a chicken coop ... more and more came in from deep water ... the big ones started to show up.It was a slaughterhouse. It had been two weeks since the contract had been fulfilled by the assassin’s guild of Ar and he had yet to send them their payment, of course, they had not exactly sought him out either for their gold, but he was still extremely worried. Silas had seen what happens to people that do not pay on time; the Guild makes VERY harsh examples of them and takes their gold too. It is always wise to not hire the Guild unless one is completely desperate.Radio static crackled in the man’s ear as he. It would be a while before Helen could come home. She had to stay in the hospital for 72 hours for observation, and then she'd have to be evaluated by a therapist, before she would be released.When I got home I went inside and sat down on my couch. Things were moving way too fast for me to process them.Someone knocked on my door. I got up to answer it, and saw that it was Lucy Ricardo again. She handed me a sealed envelope with my name on it. She told me that a woman had knocked on her door and.