DING-DONGThe ringing of the doorbell sent waves of terror through the two lovers’ spines, terror so intense that Christi nearly bit down on Jason’...s cock.“Oh shit! Oh shit! Ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit!” Christi squealed while frantically pulling on her clothes. Jumping through the hallway on one foot, she put her leg through her panties and sweat pants and struggled to maneuver through her tank top.DING-DONGThe chime was heard as Christi ran down the stairs with Jason chasing her, struggling. She was a tiny little thing... and she drank too much, because he did."Hope nudged Marcus arm, nodding towards Nick, and it took him a second nudge to get the hint, but he leant forward and wrapped Nick in a hug, feeling him cry on his shoulder. What the hell do I do now! He thought, staring at Ally and Shawna on the sofa, but they could only shrug at him."I still miss her, you know... it's weird. She was Steph's best friend... and Shawna's mum's." Most of the room was staring at Nick, which. Instantly the wind bit at his face. It felt like the temp had dropped even further since he'd heard it mentioned on the radio.He went around to the back and fished out his road flares, setting them on the road. Not that it was very likely anybody would come; this road was sparsely traveled this late at night. He hadn't seen a car for the past hour.Having set up the flares, he started walking. His car receded into the distance, surrounded by its corona of lights. The wind blew, rattling the. Well, Bob was no slouch when it came to earning his pay. He went out every day investigating this and that, and he said that the more he worked on the case, the more he was convinced that the Mexicans had nothing to do with the rustling, at least in this county.Then, one day, Bob seemed to disappear! He was gone for four days, and the next thing I knew, he came straggling into town half dead. He had a broken leg and a hand that was busted up pretty bad. He said that he had been chasing a galoot.