.. they didn't want you there. They knew why I said no." Oh." I wasn't going to tell you..." Why?" Because I didn't want to guilt trip you into coming... to Chantelle's..." You know I probably won't feel very comfortable there, either." Maybe... maybe we can loosen you up a little." I'll... I'll try." You will!" She squealed, jumping off the seat so quickly he almost fell off the back as it swung. "I thought it'd take me all day to convince you." For you... I'll try it." Let me go tell Ally — she. Using my cane, I pull on the wheelchair’s arm to bring my jailer closer to me.I hate everything about it. The shiny mocking chrome of its frame. The blue of the seat and arm rests. The blackness of the rubber tires. The squeak of my body being plunked down into my cage, my jail.I think to myself how people either treat me as someone to be ignored or someone who can just ‘figure it out for myself’. However, the ones that give me the horrified look when I do open my mouth and must ask for help. "Dad," she said softly.Cade turned to look at her, "What is it Ash?"She blushed, "Thanks for getting rid of Seth and Quinn."Cade pulled her close to him and gave her a squeeze, "I'm sorry they hurt you like they did."Ashley buried her head against him, feeling the warmth of his body. He stubbed his cigarette out in the ashtray on the coffee table, and leaned back and held Ashley, lightly kissing the top of her head. "I hope I can be there to protect you next time."Cade was the only person in. If they are satisfied I will approve it,’’ I said.Using military equipment and missiles in a civilian setting carried all kinds of risk. But - there was that word again - but a quarter of Wall Street was shut down from the explosions.The Bloomfield building was sitting there teetering on the edge. It would eventually come down on its own but when? A week, a month, six months and in what direction would it fall? It needed to come down on New York’s schedule and place of choosing and soon.A.