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Cockatoo Part 42 Dao looked at her watch. "We must go now." Nin had tears in her eyes as I hugged her. "Khap kun kha, Nin. I couldn't have done this without you. I'll see you later." She turned away and wiped her eyes. I took a deep breath and winced as the corset bit into me. "Dao, I'm ready, or as ready as I'll ever be." She hustled me through the door and helped me into the back of a big Mercedes. Nin waved as we left and I thought how much I would miss her tonight. It was only then the implications of what I was doing hit me. How did I get here? Dressed as a woman, about to be the escort of one the most powerful men in Bangkok at an exclusive party. What the fuck was I thinking? How did I ever think I would get away with this? I struggled for breath and for a second I thought I would faint as the corset seemed to get tighter and tighter. "Jamie, are you OK?" Dao looked worried. "Er, yes, I think so." I sucked in a deep breath. "I'm scared, that's all." She took my hand. "Jamie, you look wonderful. Kritsada will be delighted." I gripped her hand, hoping she was right. Thoughts of embarrassment and utter humiliation flashed through my mind. "Do you think I look OK?" I was on the brink of a full-blown panic attack. "No, I don't think you look OK, Jamie." My heart sank. She smiled. "I think you look beautiful." She leant over and kissed my cheek. "But, do you honestly think I can do this?" I was searching for a reason to escape. "Jamie, I heard what happened to you when the pirates attacked, and what you went through to warn Kritsada. If you can cope with all that, you can deal with this. If you believe you can do it, you will." Did I believe I could? I still didn't know. "Dao, why did Kritsada want me to do this?" "Jamie, don't worry about that, please enjoy yourself this evening. It will be a night to remember." Easy for her to say, I thought. All I hoped was that I would remember it for the right reasons. The car came to a stop and Dao ran around to open the door for me. I sat there for a moment, thinking I could still pretend to faint or something. Although the way I felt, I might faint for real. "Jamie, we need to go." Dao stood outside the car holding her hand out. I took as deep a breath as the corset. would allow and swung my legs out of the car, remembering to keep my knees together. I held onto to Dao's hand for dear life and in a daze she led me across to where a long-tailed boat was waiting. Someone else took my hand as I stepped down into the boat. Dao followed, the engine roared into life and we sped across the river towards a large boat blazing with lights. My heart was pounding as I thought it was too late to back out now. I had to go through with it. Dao had to shout to make herself heard. "Guests will arrive soon. Kritsada is waiting for you onboard." "Will you be there, Dao?" I yelled back over the sound of the engine. "Yes, but not in the party. I will take you back after party finished." We came alongside the boat and someone offered me a hand to step up onto a gangway. Everything was a blur and as I stepped onto the main deck blazing with lights, my head reeled and I had to lean against a wall. Spotting a restroom, I staggered inside and leant on the counter to steady myself. I looked into the mirror and a woman I had never seen before stared back at me. On second thoughts I thought I recognised her from somewhere. Under her perfect makeup her eyes seemed familiar. Maybe I had met her before somewhere. She looked like the kind of woman I would like to meet but would never stand a chance with. I shook my head to clear it and her head moved too, her hair swinging from side to side. It was odd because as she did, I felt my hair flick against my face. That snapped me back to my senses. I stood up straight, smoothed my dress, fluffed my hair and smiled at the face in the mirror. I told myself I can do this, you look fabulous. Taking a deep breath, I held it for a few seconds and winked at my reflection. Game face on, I thought before opening the door and walking straight into Yut. I almost fainted for the umpteenth time that day. Putting my hand up to my heart I said, "Oh, Kor thot kha. I am sorry." To give me time to think, I made a deep wai. "Sawasdee kha." He looked me up and down and sneered. "Are you the one called Jamie?" I nodded, keeping my eyes demurely downwards. "Kritsada want you now, guests arriving." My pulse was racing, but he made no sign he had recognised me. I couldn't keep up with him as he walked along the deck. These heels weren't the easiest to walk in, and he kept looking over his shoulder with a frown on his face. He waited for me to catch up, then leant close and said, "I don't know what Kritsada see in you, farang whore, but if you don't hurry, I will make you pay." I smiled. "And your name is? I want to tell khun Kritsada how polite you have been." You shouldn't upset policemen or gangsters, but I couldn't resist. "I am called Yut. Remember me, because I will remember you." He turned and walked in front of me, but slower this time. We reached the door to the main saloon, and I saw Kritsada with his back to me, talking with one of his men. The man saw me, touched Kritsada's arm, and nodded towards me. Kritsada turned, and for a moment his normally implacable features registered surprise as he looked at me. He hadn't recognised me, and I grinned to myself, my courage boosted by his reaction. "Sawasdee kha, khun Kritsada, it is an honour to be here with you tonight." I made what I hoped was a gracious wai. He recovered his composure, smiled and returned the greeting. "Sawasdee khap khun Jamie. But you are mistaken, it is my honour to have you beside me tonight." He leant forward, grasped my shoulders and gave me a kiss on both cheeks. The scent of his cologne and the touch of his hands sent a thrill running through me. I wondered yet again why he had invited me here. He smiled at me. "Jamie, you look stunning. Your dress looks wonderful and the jewels match your beauty perfectly." I blushed at the compliment, and it thrilled me to hear him say it. "Dao told me the jewellery was your wife's. It is an honour to wear them." "Jamie, you are mistaken again, you honour the jewellery. Come, have a drink before the guests arrive." He was a smooth tongued rogue, but the flattery made me feel good. "Please order what you wish, Jamie. We have whisky if you like, or something else, champagne, perhaps?" I could have killed for a double scotch but something told me I shouldn't over indulge tonight. "Champagne would be nice, thank you." Kritsada snapped his fingers, and a waiter materialised by my elbow with a glass of champagne. As I took it I was fascinated to see my painted and shaped fingernails holding the elegant glass, almost as if they were someone else's fingers. The waiter handed him a large tumbler of what I assumed was his favourite GlenDronach and he raised it in a toast. "Jamie, I am so glad you agreed to be beside me this evening. Have you enjoyed the last few days?" Little did he know of what had happened over those days, but I smiled and said, "Yes, thank you. It has been an unforgettable experience. You have been so generous." Kritsada waved his arm as if to dismiss the matter. One of his men appeared at his side to ask him a question, and I sneaked a look at him. His tuxedo fitted him like a glove and I imagined must have cost a fortune. He looked elegant and powerful, and for a moment I wondered what he would be like in bed. It was a thought I wanted to banish from my mind but try as I might I could not. I thought of Shane and Aki, and how both turned me on. It couldn't be a coincidence they were all strong powerful men. I giggled to myself, calling myself a slut for even thinking of Kritsada like that. He turned back. "Come Jamie, our guests are arriving." He held his arm out and I realised he wanted me on his arm to greet the guests. He smiled and patted my hand. "Don't worry, you will be fine. Offer each guest a wai as I introduce them. A simple sawasdee will be sufficient." I put my arm through his and we walked towards the gangway where I had arrived. I felt the dress swirling around my legs as we walked, the swing of my earrings and the tug of my stockings all conspired to make me feel dizzy. But, somehow I felt empowered to be on Kritsada's arm and for the first time I was enjoying myself. The first few guests appeared to be business acquaintances of Kritsada. I greeted each with a wai and "Sawasdee kha." They were all men and their eyes swept over me and straight onto Kritsada. None seemed interested in me for which I felt grateful. There was a pause in the arrivals and I guessed the boat had gone back for another group. Kritsada was speaking to one of his guests and it gave me a chance to look around. I spotted Yut staring at Kritsada and me with a malevolent look on his face. I shivered, I hadn't known he would be here and although I was sure he had not recognised me I didn't want him taking too close a look. Kritsada nudged my elbow as another group of guests arrived and I turned to see two women and with a start I recognised both. To the first I made a wai and said "Sawasdee Doctor Praew, it is lovely to see you." Out of the corner of my eye I saw Kritsada smirking as he watched us. "Jamie, my dear, it is my pleasure to see you looking so beautiful. By the look on your face I guess Kritsada omitted to tell you I would be here." She embraced me, gave me a peck on each cheek and whispered "You look wonderful, is everything all right?" "It's fine, Doctor, I'm having a wonderful time." She raised her eyebrows, patted my arm and moved onto to Kritsada as the second woman came towards me. I made a wai to her and tried to keep my eyes down, praying she wouldn't recognise me. Kritsada turned back from Praew and said, "Jamie, this is Nancy, she is an American business contact. She is very important to me, so please take special care of her tonight." Nancy took a long hard look at me and I saw the flash of recognition in her eyes. I closed my eyes, waiting for her to say something. "Thank you Kritsada, I'm sure Jamie, is that right? I'm sure she will take good care of me tonight." She smiled and brushed my arm with her fingers, "Let's have a good talk later, Jamie. I have a lot of questions for you." She moved away and I breathed again. Kritsada glanced sideways at me. "Is anything wrong, Jamie? You look pale." "No, no, everything's fine, thank you." "Ah, here is our Chief Guest." I watched as a small shrew like man minced his way towards us. Puffed up little bastard was the first thing which went through my mind. He shook hands with Kritsada, who turned and said, "Jamie, may I introduce His Excellency, Malcolm Pritchard, the Australian Ambassador." Oh my God, I thought, it's the guy Shane works for and loathes. I did my best to keep a straight face and gave him a deep wai. "I am honoured to meet you, Your Excellency." What was Kritsada doing toadying up to this guy? I thought it would make Shane laugh when I told him about this, and then it occurred to me that Shane might be here to protect his boss, and that would be an even bigger laugh. With the ambassador's arrival the party was complete. Cocktails were served, and I caught Nancy trying to manoeuvre her way towards me, but she was always waylaid by someone, much to my relief. We moved into dinner to find I was sitting between Nancy and the Ambassador, with Kritsada on the other side of the ambassador. No avoiding Nancy now, I thought. The ambassador held my chair out, and I remembered all my lessons about sitting down in a dress. It was a wonderful meal, surpassing anything I had tasted before, better even than the food at Koh Samui Blue, although I would never dare tell Alex so. Praew was talking to Nancy about her time in the U.S. so I was stuck with the ambassador. He was totally self-obsessed, telling me in endless detail about what he had done and how wonderful he was. I kept thinking about what Shane had told me, and I had to fight to keep a smile off my face. As he was talking I felt something brush my leg. I put it down to an accident and moved my leg. A few seconds later, I felt it again, and realised that the little shit had his hand on my leg. I moved his hand away but within a few seconds it returned, this time stroking my thigh. He acted as if nothing was happening and turned to talk to Kritsada, whilst still caressing my thigh, getting further and further up. I tried to catch Kritsada's eye, but he ignored me. "Your Excellency," I began. "No, you must call me Malcolm, all my close friends do." "Er, Malcolm, you must forgive me but I have to excuse myself for a while. Too much champagne." "Oh, of course, my dear. I understand. Hurry back, I was so enjoying your company." He gave my thigh a final squeeze as I pushed my chair back. As I rose, Nancy did the same. "I'll come with you, Jamie." Damn, that meant she planned to confront me in the toilets. I touched Praew on the arm hoping she would take the hint and, bless her, she joined us. The men stood as we left and Praew took my arm as we headed for the toilets. I hadn't got used to how women all go the toilet at the same time, but on this occasion I was relieved. Praew was chatting with Nancy which left me to my own devices and I dived into a cubicle. Sitting down to pee was still a strange sensation for me, but with the dress and corset I had no choice. Rejoining the other two I repaired my makeup before grabbing Praew's arm for the walk back to the table. I whispered to her that the ambassador had octopus hands and she laughed out loud. "The old goat would get a shock if he went any further up your leg. Don't worry, I'll swap places with you. Just hang back a little so I get there first." I walked a little slower which meant Nancy had time to grab me. "What the hell is going on, Jamie? Are you playing games with me?" I shook my head. "No, why do you think so?" Luckily for me, Kritsada interrupted us by announcing the entertainment would be starting. Praew had sat down next to the ambassador who looked less than pleased. Kritsada clapped his hands and a group of Thai dancers ran onto the floor. A small group of musicians played their delicate, chirruping atonal music to accompany the dancers in their graceful, traditional dances. There are many forms of Thai dance and Areeya had told me something about their origins. Her mother had been a dancer when she met and married Kritsada and Areeya had trained in the classical style of dance as a tribute to her mother. I wondered if Kritsada thought of his wife as he watched the dancers. I had seen many dance troupes since I had been in Thailand, and although I was no expert, this was one of the best I had seen. As I watched the elegant dancers, I remembered watching Areeya dance a few weeks ago, and it was with a pang of guilt I remembered I hadn't spoken to either Areeya or Alex for a few days, and how much I missed them. The dance ended with a generous round of applause as the dancers left the floor and the musicians played on in the background. Waiters refilled drinks until Kritsada stood up to speak. Everyone fell silent except for Yut who kept on talking loudly to the man next to him. Kritsada knocked his fork against his glass for silence and Yut muttered something under his breath. Kritsada caught the remark and glared at Yut for a few seconds before snapping back something which seemed to cut like a whip. Yut flinched, and I held my breath as he glared back at Kritsada. Knowing his short fuse, I half expected him to explode. Instead, he stood up and walked slowly out of the room. There was an embarrassed silence around the table, but Kritsada turned back with his smile back in place. I let out the breath I had been holding, but I knew we had not heard the last of this. Kritsada invited the ambassador to give a speech and the little prig prattled on and on, mainly about himself. It was easy to see why Shane couldn't stand him. He eventually stopped and there was a polite round of applause, and I'm sure I saw one or two of the guests stifling yawns. A few of them left straight away, but a few stayed on. I guessed they were Kritsada's closest business associates because he broke open a new bottle of GlenDronach, something he only did to impress. Kritsada brought a tumbler over for me. "Jamie, I think this is to your taste, no?" I giggled, as he knew full well how much I liked it. "Khap kun ka. It is very much to my taste." He bent down and whispered, "Praew told me about the ambassador. You need not worry about him, I have arranged a little gift for him in a cabin. He will have his hands full for a while." It flashed into my mind it could have been Alex doing that in the past. I hoped that she, or he, knew what they were doing. I spent some time with his business contacts and some of them were very funny once they loosened up, and it served the extra purpose of keeping me away from Nancy who had also stayed. Once more my bladder complained, and I cursed the tightness of the corset. I excused myself and walked down a corridor towards where I thought the restrooms were but I must have got lost because I couldn't find them. Pushing open a couple of doors I found they concealed small cabins with a bed in each. This is Bangkok, I thought, I could guess what they were used for. Turning to walk back, I heard a moan from one room. I stopped and smiled, someone is having a good time, I thought. The boat rocked, making me put my hand out to steady myself, and I pushed open the door a few inches. There was a couple in the room; a woman with her dress hitched up, straddling a man on the bed. I couldn't see the man's face at first but I stopped in my tracks as I recognised the woman's dress. It was Praew, and she was riding Kritsada for all she was worth, bouncing up and down on him and oblivious to my presence. He must have sensed something because he looked across at me, grinned and said, "Don't just stand there. Either shut the door or come and join us." A thousand thoughts ran through my mind. Had I been set up? Was this what Kritsada had invited me for? Was Praew in on it? Was Alex in on it? What would happen if I joined in? What would Areeya think if she knew I had fucked her father? I had done so many things in the past few months, but I knew this would be a step too far for me. Yes, I might have thought about what Kritsada might be like in bed, but this was a bridge I would not cross. I shut the door and leant back against it, my heart pumping and closed my eyes. My pulse eventually slowed, so I opened my eyes and looked straight into the face of Nancy. She grabbed my wrist and hissed. "OK, Jamie, or Scarlett, whoever you are, you are going to tell me what the fuck is going on." She pulled me into one of the rooms and shoved me onto the bed. Standing stood over me, fists on hips she glared down at me. "Did Kritsada send you to spy on me?" "What?" I shook my head. "No, you've got it all wrong." She cocked her head to one side. "OK then, tell me how I run into you twice in as many days as two different characters. And sister, I don't believe in coincidences." I sighed. "All right, but you had better sit down." She turned and locked the door before sitting in a chair facing me. "You might not believe in coincidences but that's what this is. The mother and father of all coincidences." She snorted. "Hear me out, at least. I'm working for Kritsada, technology consultancy for his business." "I'm not a fool, tell me the truth." "Nancy, this is the truth, I am helping Kritsada with his business. This," I gestured towards my dress, "this is where it gets a little weird." As quickly as I could I explained about meeting Alex and Areeya, the pirate attack, my encounter with Jandaeng and the trip to Bangkok as Jamie and being caught in the bomb. Her expression didn't change as I told her about growing to like being Jamie and it seemed easier to stay in character. "Who the fuck is Nin then?" "Nin is one of my best friends. Oh, and she's saved my life." Nancy raised her eyebrows. I shook my head. "Another time, maybe. She was a bar girl, but she's now my assistant and guardian angel. When she met you and Joe, I think she fancied one more session for old times' sake. She dragged me along because you wanted a foursome." Skipping details I didn't think she needed to know, I told her about Kritsada asking me to be his escort for the night and that I had not known Nancy would be here. Her name hadn't been on the list I had seen. "So, you see Nancy, this was a coincidence. Nobody planned anything, and I wasn't spying." She said nothing and stared at me for a moment while I could see she was trying to decide if I was telling the truth. "Jamie, I mean Scarlett... oh, what the fuck do I call you?" "Jamie is fine for tonight." I grinned. "Scarlett is my working name." "Working name, huh? You're a girl with many talents. Does Kritsada know about Scarlett?" "No. no, he knows nothing about her." "Jamie, on one hand this sounds like the biggest mountain of bull I have ever heard." I thought she didn't know the half of it; if she did, she would never believe it. "But, somehow, I don't know, I kinda believe you. I heard about the bomb. You were in that?" I nodded. "Yes, Nin was with me. We were lucky to get out alive. It's all true, Nancy, unlikely as it sounds. But what are you doing here?" "I'm doing some deals with Kritsada." This time I raised an eyebrow. "Don't look at me like that. I know he's into some shady stuff but this will all be legit, above the board stuff. Real estate, in the U.S. mainly." That was news to me, and I wondered if Kritsada was getting his money out of the country. I wouldn't put it past him. "Where's Joe?" "Gone back to the States, I stayed on for this party." Her face softened, "I enjoyed the night we had with you and Nin." "Yeah, so did I. It was fun, wasn't it?" She stared at me with a hungry look on her face. "Wanna do it again?" "What? Are you serious? Here? Now?" I was babbling. "Everyone else is fucking like rabbits, why not?" She got up and strode over to the bed, kicked off her heels, hitched up her dress and shoved me down on the bed. "Sure, honey, right here, right now." Her lips clamped down on mine and I put up a show of resistance before mentally shrugging and opening my mouth to let her tongue invade it. I put my arms around her and I moaned as her tongue lapped my neck. "Mommy wants some lovin, baby," she whispered. Her dress was already hitched up, and I put my hands down to pull her backside tighter to me only to discover she wasn't wearing panties. She giggled, "I was a girl scout, Be Prepared is my motto." I dug my fingernails into her buttocks and she squealed. "Mmm, you wanna play rough? Rough it is, baby." She shuffled up the bed to straddle my face, pushing my arms down above my head. Her glistening bald pussy was right in front of my eyes, and I flicked it with my tongue. "You gonna have to better than that, sweet cheeks. Eat my pussy, you bitch." She pushed herself right onto my face and I could smell her arousal. Raising herself a little, she rubbed her pussy over me, coating my face with her juices. "Use your tongue you whore, Make me cum." Nancy's name calling was getting me excited, and I plunged my face into her pussy, causing an intake of breath from above. "Good girl, keep working that tongue. Make mommy happy." She let go of my arms and pulled my face hard against her pussy and I slid my tongue through her pussy lips up to her hard and swollen clit. That earned me another hiss, and she clamped her legs around my head. I sucked her clit for a few seconds and she wriggled her backside mashing herself over my face. She rose up again and dropped forward so I could get access to everything. "Lick me from my ass to my pussy to my clit. That's what mommy likes, baby." I did as I was told, my tongue following her instructions as if it was programmed. "Ass, pussy, clit, that's good, you little bitch." She kept repeating ass, pussy, clit, like some sexual mantra as my tongue lapped and probed and nipped her. Her fingers had found her clit, and she was bucking so hard I almost couldn't keep up with her. Finally, she stiffened, said, "Fuuuuuuuck," and climaxed, covering my face with her juices. She kept pushing her pussy into my face for a while until she slumped to one side and rolled off me. My chest was heaving as I gulped in air, the corset driving me mad. Nancy giggled. "You have a mighty fine tongue, baby." We lay cuddling for a few moments, trying to recover our breath. I heard popping sounds from outside, and for a second I thought it was fireworks, but it seemed to be coming from the corridor. "Fuck, that's gunfire," said Nancy. "Are you sure?" "Baby, I'm American, we know what guns sound like." Before we could move, the door was kicked open and a man with an assault rifle burst in yelling something in Thai. He waved the gun towards the door, still shouting. "He wants us to go with him," said Nancy. "You think?" I was mad about having guns pointed at me again, but there seemed nothing I could do about it. Nancy smoothed her dress down as I climbed off the bed. Grabbing my arm, the man pushed me through the door, stuck the gun in my back and shoved us down the corridor back into the main saloon. I saw Kritsada and Praew being covered by a man with a rifle and the rest of the guests who had stayed had been herded into a corner with another gunman standing over them. I spotted the ambassador trying to hide behind the girl he must have been with, and he looked terrified. The girl he was hiding behind, moved away from him and I saw he had pissed himself. I tried to catch Kritsada's eye, but he was holding the side of his head and it looked as if he had been hit hard. Our gunman pushed us a few metres away from Kritsada but separate from the others. The door opened, and we turned to see Yut striding into the saloon. I almost lost it completely when I saw him, and I knew we were in deep trouble. Nancy touched my hand with hers and I grabbed it, grateful for some comfort. Yut strode to the middle of the room, a gun in his hand and a triumphant leer on his face. He walked over to Kritsada, slapped him across the face with the pistol and a spray of blood erupted from Kritsada's nose. Praew tried to help him but the gunman stopped her. Kritsada wiped the blood from his face. "What are you doing, you dog? You will pay for this treachery." Yut laughed. "No, Kritsada, I am in charge now, nobody is going to save you now." "What do you want? Money?" "No, not money. You cannot buy yourself out of it this time. I want everything, old man." Kritsada reeled a little, maybe realising for the first time how serious this was. Yut pushed his face right into Kritsada's. "I will deal with you soon, but first I want to know where is fucking farang you sent to spy on me? I was told he would be here. I want to show him what we do to spies." My heart hammered in my chest and I thought I would faint. Jandaeng must have told him about me. Yut looked around and his eyes passed straight past me. My knees had turned to water, but I thought at least he doesn't know it's me. The relief didn't last long. Yut pushed his gun into Kritsada's ear. "Where is filthy farang? Tell me." I stopped breathing and closed my eyes. I didn't want to look at Kritsada when he gave me up as he surely would. Kritsada's voice was calm. "He's not here. I told him not to come. Can you see him, you treacherous pig?" I snapped open my eyes to see Yut pistol whipped Kritsada again, knocking him to the floor. "Shut up, you fuckin monkey." I remembered to breathe again and gave thanks to Kritsada. Yut seemed to have forgotten about me and returned to taunting Kritsada. Yut looked high; he was sweating, his face flushed, and he was blinking way too much. He strutted around, waving his gun in the air. This was his moment, and he wanted to savour it. "I have been waiting long time for this moment Kritsada. I have suffered enough at your hands, but no more. These will be your last minutes on this earth and in a few moments the Death King will send you straight to hell. If you tell me where the farang spy is, I will make yours a quick death." Kritsada's eyes must have instinctively flicked towards me, because Yut swung around to look straight at me. "No, it cannot be. The farang whore is the spy?" He stared at my face and I saw the flash of recognition in his eyes. "Perfect. I will kill the farang first, then it's your turn Kritsada." Yut levelled the gun at me and he smiled. "Say your prayers, farang." Thoughts of Alex and Areeya, Shane, Pao and Nin flashed through my mind and I hoped they wouldn't miss me too much. I wanted to close my eyes but I couldn't drag them away from Yut's face. So, I saw a small red dot appear on Yut's forehead like a Hindu bindi, and before I registered what it was, there was a sound like cotton ripping and the dot became a hole. For a fraction of a second Yut looked surprised before the force of the bullet whipped his head backwards and he cartwheeled to the floor. Yut's men were so startled they didn't even get their guns up before they too were shot. From somewhere behind us a voice yelled, "Lay face down on the floor all of you, hands behind your heads. NOW!" I did as I was told. I didn't want to get shot by accident. My ears were ringing from the sound of the shots and all I could see were black boots walking around before a pair stopped in front of me. From above someone spoke. "Well I never, fancy meeting you here." I twisted my neck and looked up to see a big figure dressed all in black carrying a rifle. A black balaclava covered his head but I couldn't fail to recognise the voice. "Shane? Is that you?"