They were both very concerned. They just handled it so very differently.

They talked for hours, then they let the silence talk.

The signal was out in the whole area. They had to follow their gut feeling.

It had to be handled with great tact. They were quite touchy about it. Rightfully so.

It probably will go down soon, and close to the church. There is no better place for it.

They could handle any obstacle put in their path.

Let us keep it simple. Her stories never were.

The easy fixes were not enough anymore. He wondered if they ever had been.

Blinded by the light and the sheer magnitude of it all.

That military style and his army upbringing kept creating new problems.

We will not have many chances like this. Why be so fucking stubborn?

Full circle. So much undone.

Those Japanese kids must get their act together. This is not acceptable.

It was there all the time. Bastard.

No more excuses. This is the way it will go down.

The mess was in their laps. That was irrefutable.

He suddenly realized that everything they had to bargain with was in that package.

Many would say he was a lucky guy in the right place. He just could not enjoy it.

It just had to be jungle pigs. He hated that thought.

A long kiss. A goodbye. Left standing in the rain.

At the end of the day, this is what they know.

She wanted them to call her Angel. They suspected she was in that business as well.

«Money is not an issue». Yeah. Right.

It was hard to face it. But she was adamant.