Cold feet. Fears. Logistics. My wife. Your daughter. When and how. Many words, many worries and many plans. A plan was made and Saturday night came. Y...ou called. The fuses had blown in your house and it was dark and cold. You didn’t have a flashlight and needed someone to come over and help you get to the circuit box in the basement. A story? Plausible, and you were believed as you conveyed it to my wife over the phone, who then, in turn, sent me on my way to your house with a flashlight. Lies.. " Guardian, Interdictor base." Base, be advised we are tracking a launch of bandits from the Khartoum area. Three groups of six bandits each, eighteen bandits total, now dispersing to three vectors. Assuming armed and hostile intent. Preliminary tracking indicates arrival over Angels main base in thirty minutes from north, east, and south attack approaches. Advise meet and greet with extreme prejudice. Copy?" Copy, Guardian. Issuing launch order now. Expect request for vectors in five; request. ” He said as he turned to his phone. “Yep, gangs here Carl, pickup time .Let’s load the bitch up!”Carl was about to put the top on the crate and screw it down when he heard another phone chime. Both men looked at the floor and the pile of Sandra’s personal belongings they were about to gather and go destroy. It was her phone.Carl picked it up and a sadistic evil grin flashed across his face, as he looked at the smiling face of Sandra’s teenage daughter and Sophie’s name announced on the. About five minutes later my phone rang and once again it was Beth. I actually debated on whether to answer the phone or not. I really was not up to being the considerate listener tonight. But after two more rings, I picked up. “Hi Beth, what’s up ?”, She replied “ Not much, Lance went to the basketball game with his friends, won’t be home until late.” She added, “Would you like to go out and grab a quick bit to eat?” I told her I had just got back from the Chinese Restaurant and had a lot of.