But I'm not gonna just let it go. I'm not just gonna accept this and let her hurt me. And I have to let her know that it is hurting me. More than I ca...n bear.I sigh, getting off the couch and going to the fridge. It really is empty. All that's left is half a jar of pickles and some questionable Chinese food. I pull it out, sniffing at the box. I shrug and grab the pickles as well. I need something to do. Need something to distract me.I trip as I walk back to the couch, the pickle jar shattering. "It will. We'll get serious about improv next quarter. You'll see then."Gertrude looked at the clock. "Ohmigosh. I have to catch the bus. See ya tomorrow!"Gary watched her running, and cursed himself. He'd wanted to ask her out but had been distracted talking jazz.His friends stampeded around the corner and surrounded him."Well?" Tell us, man." What did she say?" I never asked." What? You chickened out?"Gary glared. "We talked about jazz, and I ran out of time. She pretty cool for a white. ”“Yes, Sir. Give me a minute or two and I’ll be out front.”Ahmed returned to the office and said, “Sergeant Redman will be out front in a few minutes. I’m going to make a pit stop in the latrine before we go. You may be interested in doing the same.”The three officers headed for the latrine to empty their bladders, and then they went to the pickup. After a short drive, they arrived on top of the dam and parked near the tower.“Lieutenant Jackson and I decided to use this tower as an observation. If what I suspect is true, then the authorities would be pretty much powerless even if Tracy contacted them. But if you and I got involved, we wouldn't be so limited, now would we?" Does Tracy know that you are a vampire?" Amy asked."No, she doesn't even know I am an ex-cop. She just thinks Chuck and I are a couple of people who got rich by making great investments and are living the good life here." Roxy chuckled.What about me? What can I do to help?" Sam piped up."You and Chuck need to guard.