When time started again, my chest was suddenly on fire, and my back exploded in agony. Only after registering the pain, did I hear the gunshot. Though... I heard more shots, I felt no new impacts. The air around me was alive with screaming, stamping feet, and a stampede as those who pressed in to be close to me ran for their lives.Steve hovered over me, holding me in his arms and keeping others away, a menacing looking weapon held in his arms. Agents cleared the hall, as wave after wave of. "His main concern is that Lupe might view Regan as a rival — and that her actions will be more serious than a fight."Again, Rico stared off into space."That is also a possibility," he said. "Personally, I don't see it. I know Lupe is naive but she is worldly enough to know that an attack on Regan will not produce the results she wishes." That doesn't mean she won't do it anyway," Tomas pointed out."True," Rico agreed with a grim nod. "That puts us in a difficult spot. Does it not?" No, it. Instead, I just tried to hide within my group of friends. He backed off, I guess, I felt much safer when it was me A, B, and C again. Hiding is what I do best anyway.I think Constance sensed something, she just intuits things I guess. She put a hand on my shoulder and offered me a conciliatory smile that made me feel better. God, she really was beautiful. If she wasn’t so damn nice, I think I’d have to hate her by some rule of the jungle or natural law. I’d been feeling weird. I mean, both. "Well, my dear," he said, "it must have had something to do with your costume." Oh, yeah," she said, blushing slightly. "I forgot about that." Well, please join us in a drink. What will you have?" I don't drink alcohol," he said sternly. "And I don't smoke. I don't do anything unhealthy or immoral." Yes, yes, very admirable," said Moulton."What is he drinking?" she asked, pointing to Bohner."Gin and tonic," said Bohner."Does that have alcohol?" she asked.Moulton looked at her with what he hoped.