Damn it! I really desperately need a good f**k!, I thought angrily.
I took my hand off Pearl's mouth and she sat up gently. Her gaze was still suspicious of me. At least she wasn't hysterical. I had expected the worst. Surely she was a spoiled bimbo. Spoiled, but undeniably sexy. I wondered if one of the bastards had laid a hand on her. I hoped not! The thought alone made me furious.
"My father sent you?" she asked quietly.
I nodded.
"Are you alone?"
Again I nodded.
"The ... the two soldiers ..."
"Were supposed to work with me", I grumbled. "But they decided to do their own thing. They have paid for their stupidity."
"I know", she whispered, "Oh man ... They forced me to watch. I think Daniel and Jesus are dead, too."
"They are!", I confirmed grimly.
Grief obscured her face. She
