"Does Dylan or anyone know you're here?" I inquired. She shook her head. I noticed that Amber was wearing a dark blue hooded sweatshirt which was long... enough on her that it hung halfway to her knees like a short dress."Well," I said, "What's up? Why are you here?" You never did it to me," Amber said quietly."Amber, Honey," I said. "I never did what to you?" When you and my daddy and Dylan and me were playing last weekend," she replied. "You never did it to me." My mind raced to the wild night. "So what are your plans for the rest of the day?" she asked while we waited for my release. She really had only a professional interest. Most likely she hoped to stay one step ahead of me."My plan is to watch the episodes of my favorite TV shows that I have missed. Then I think I will go to dinner somewhere. I might take a shot at the Barbecue Pit. After dinner I will most likely swing by the Cop Out to let them know I'm still alive. I don't know if anyone cares or not, but I want a beer with. Sheturned up at the mall wearing a light green one piece body huggingdress, but with light colored stockings and heels on her feet. She hadon her usual headband, ear studs with some bracelets on the wrists and asmall ring on her left hand. Since the sun was out, it was around noon,she had on a pair of flashy aviator shades she had on her face. She hadher green purse slung on the shoulder and she entered into the mall, shegot some attention. But she moved to the food court where her Agencymates. As he wrestled with what was happening, he was blinded as the interior was bathed in brilliant lights from outside.If he wasn’t distracted by the alarms—necessitating immediate action—he’d have remembered to close his eyes to avoid this problem. As he groped for the display he couldn’t see, squeezing his eyes closed too late to do any good, he recalled what happened. In order to record the success of the trip, the ship was equipped with a massive array of lights to shine in a direct beam for.