" The boss said.A younger man walked up to the boss, "what the hell we doing here? I thought we was,..." A shot rang out as the younger man fell, a bu...llet hole through his stomach. Screaming a moment, the younger man cursed, "you shot me you bastard!" He then drew his revolver only to have the boss shoot him through the head.With a turn and a hard stare, the boss looked at all the men, "do your job, what and when I tell you. Don't worry, lot to kill, might be a few bitches too. Just don't get. “Speaking of, guess who just texted me.”“Mr. Owens?” Haley asked.“Yes mam.” Kelly replies. “He says ‘Hannah just woke up and is okay. Thank you for bringing her home.’”“What are you going to say?”“Well being bold got him inside me once. Maybe it will work again. How about ‘No thank you handsome. Last night was amazing.’”“Oh my god I can’t believe you. Tell me what he says.”A second later Kelly’s phone buzzed and she read it aloud. “He says ‘We need to talk about that. It was wrong. I. Jackson got three dunks. Can you believe that? Jackson getting THREE dunks?!’ He chuckled to himself. ‘We smashed Northfield Grammar. Let’s just say that, no need for a score.’ He said proudly. He should be proud too, Ivy thought, he was the captain of the schools best basketball team. ‘Well, I mean, there is no need for a score unless you want to hear it? Do you want to hear it? Who am I kidding? Of course you want to hear it. We smashed them 34 – 12.’ Ivy laughed, ‘Humiliated.’ ‘They so. At the thirty-four foot tower we practiced and were graded on our exit technique. You jumped out the door wearing a parachute harness hooked to a cable that was anchored on a berm two hundred feet away. An instructor unhooked you when you hit the berm then you double timed back to the tower to be critiqued by one of the cadre.If the instructor didn't like your exit, He made you a rope man. The rope man had the job of pulling the trolley assembly and harness back to the tower. It was hard as.