’ Seven years hadn’t made a lotta difference. Little thinner in the face maybe, hair styled a little more expensive, but still the same girl. Didn...’t have the ‘I got kids’ look, no wedding ring neither. She flushed slightly as she caught me noticing. ‘Doug!’ She was wearing the same goddam scent, I swear, and it was like being dragged back in time. After about a thousand years she let go and I sucked oxygen hard. She leaned back and looked at me. ‘Nothing changes, huh? You look pretty much the. The file’s locked so I couldn’t see the details of it.”Smith is surprised about the report, and he understands why it’s come to him when the lockout is mentioned. He turns to his computer and logs on. In a moment he’s looking at the file. He shakes his head and smiles while he reads it out to Mason, “If this is to be believed half a dozen Hell’s Angels turned up at a primary school to kidnap two ten year old girls. When they arrived an eleven year old boy was with the girls. He stepped between. I got her number over there with my stuff," he said, pointing towards a duffel bag in the corner. "Lemme go get it,"Now it was my turn to think. Things were happening so quickly now, and I knew that if I let him get up from the chair, I would be in serious trouble. Then again, if I went to the bag myself, I'd have to turn my back on him and who knew what kind of weapon he had hidden in some place around the room."Fine. Get it. But move slowly and take one step at a time with your hands in the. Even Little Louie, he had made his first shot already. Louie had done so just three days after Jimbo had been caught. It was a dangerous sport, but the excitement was irresistible. Today was his turn to "try-or-die".It would take all his skill and training to make it work. He had worked on technique and concentrated on accuracy. Freddie knew he needed more than courage and ability, these were qualities he possessed. It was essential to have luck. Jimbo had not been lucky. The memory made Fred.