" And you'll tell me why I'm here?" She timidly asks."I'll do whatever the fuck I want." Her hopes dash away in a moment. I return them just as quickl...y. "Which, right now, means telling you, yes."Looking up, she can see a metal cable hanging from the ceiling. Tracing the line with her eyes, she sees it attached to a mechanical spool against the wall near the door. Gingerly, she raises her arms.Quietly,"Please handcuff my arms above my head daddy?" I wait a moment. "Please daddy? Please?"I walk. I was just thinking about what will happen now. All sorts of thoughts were coming to my mind. What if she stops talking to me? What if she starts shouting? What if she tells her parents? What if her parents tell my parents? What if there is police complaint?What if there is a fucking case on me? I was confused if I should talk to her and apologize or let the things happen her way. I was stuck on my bed. Unmoved. I wanted to die because of embarrassment. I wanted heart attack to find me tonight.. " Leave the knife where it is," I cautioned them as they stepped forward to grab their friend. "And don't touch it. Last thing you two want are your prints on that knife."Fred would have to be grateful later that he was unconscious when they picked him up, because I saw them bump the wrist at least twice while they got him up between them into a more or less traditional two man carry. They were more likely to kill him getting him into his car than anything else, but they at least seemed. “The children?”“They know. Matthew and Ellie are with Rhonda and Sam. Dawn got all the little ones back to the house with Robyn. We’ll take her body to the rendering plant in Columbus tomorrow. I’m so sorry, Brian. I know how you loved that old girl.”Rhonda was sitting on the ground with Gypsy’s head in her lap. Sam had the two kids held next to her and it was obvious they’d all been crying. Larry knelt beside Rhonda with his arm around her shoulders. It was a sweet gesture. I hugged Rhonda and.