“Here's my phone number.” She took out her card, Lucy Sutton – Director Retrospective Theatre Company, and wrote her address on the back. His f...ace broke into a broad grin as he studied the card. He held out his hand. “I will be there at one-thirty Mrs Sutton.” He kept a gentle grasp of her fingers as she gave directions. God – if this man doesn't let go soon I'm sure my body will start to shake. At last, he released her and she started to walk away. A few paces on, she turned around. “By the. Remember for lack of a nail the battle was lost. So don't let the battle be lost for the lack of one bitch." Only if you promise to shoot Uri in the head, if I can't," I suggested."That was my own plan love," she said smiling."Then let's pack up Uri for his great adventure." We duct taped Uri's hands gagged him with the same tape then put the black cloth bag over his head. "I have got to get some of these bags," I said to Anya."Christmas present, I promise," she said.The cruiser wasn't bullet. We lived in an two storie house in the suburbs of a small town near Chicago. Its a good place to live cus we know almost everyone in our neightborhood. I live with a single mom since my dad died when i was 9. My younger sister Amy and with my younger brother lived with us too. My town was a peacefull place where everyone knew eachother and could trust eachother. It was a time of "innocence".It all started on a Saturday morning when my mom told us to wake up cus she was gonna take us to eat. Suddenly i don't know what happened to her she screamed "This is wrong" and went to her house.I got Busy playing games after 2 or 3 hrs she came in crying and started blabbing about her failed marriage i told her that he was a bastard anyway and she started kissing me again this time she tried to leave after 5 mins but i held her hand and told her lets move on to my bedroom and practically had to force her to my bedroom she gave me a devil smile and told me that she likes the man who takes.