"What the fuck is wrong with you guys." Eh," the SWAT guy shrugged. "He just seemed like someone I needed to listen to, right guys."The other SWAT off...icers shrugged or nodded."Jesus fucking Christ!" Agent Peterson swore. "Who the fuck is this guy! Heinrich, let's go and get this asshole." Uh, sir, he's at the door," a female agent pointed. She was wearing the same windbreaker as Agent Peterson."Shit!" Peterson swore and drew his service weapon, pointing it at me. The female agent, presumably. Henry interrupted his thoughts, saying ‘Sir, what is it exactly your mother wished for us to purchase?’ Gerard straightened and smiled crookedly. My, thought Henry, he looks just like his father, God rest his soul. Gerard was indeed a striking young man. He was tall and broad shouldered, with curly black hair that hung to his nape. His eyes were a stormy gray, and his face was angular in an attractively masculine way. ‘I believe,’ Gerard said, ‘that she wished for a leg of lamb. She wants Cook. . with my incest baby. Just as Val was preggers, also by me. That was how it should be. I should be the fucking cock of the walk and by now, I knew this for a fact. Val rightfully encouraged this side of me. It was absolutely necessary and expedient that I should use my powers without worrying about “light” or “dark” sides of the Force, but rather embrace the “gray” blur between them.“Tempting ideas, no doubt of that, hon,” I licked my lips before flooding Val’s bowels and then making out with. The newly joined hull was then swarmed by work teams, often led by a member of the Flock, each tasked with a specific responsibility under supervision of Wayne. Careful records were kept of the progress of the work and the overall project as it developed was scrutinized by Wayne and McCock.The hull was completed and the inner hull ceramic composite was positioned and sealed leaving exposed enviro vents and junctions boxes. Command chairs were fitted at their stations and final ergonomic.