Essay

" No, we didn't see anyone come out of the mansion, because some of us were working in the front and back gardens," one of the maids said. "But there was one maid that was vacuuming near his door. Ask her."

List and describe the four force multipliers. How do terrorists us force multipliers? Give examples for each force multipliers.

"Ah just the young lady I wanted to see. Why don't you open your door and we can talk about your rent problem again!"

Doubtless, despite his suffering, he had fallen asleep while walking , for now he sees another scene perhaps he has merely recovered from a delirium. All is as he left it, and all bright and beautiful in the morning sunshine. Fahrquhar sees the porch of his beautiful home with his lovely wife standing on it, she slowly motions him to come on in with a teasing act. With each step he takes coming closer and closer to his home chills become more defined all over his body. Fahrquhar fights the chills as much as he can as his mind is slowly being taken over with the anxiety of wondering if his family is okay. His anxiety sends him into great depression as he begins to crawl to his house with the last few bits of energy he has left in his tank. He feels as if he is getting closer to his house he looks up to see that his home and wife are no closer.

“Well they think they can get away with that kind of stuff they will not ever leave this house and of course I will have to hide all they phones from them because they can not be trusted. This will not be accepted. How did they even find out about the basement no orphan in my clutches as ever found out unless of course they were in the basement.”

Ayla could not believe the anguish in Kailey’s voice. All she could remember was running out the room, passing by her mom, and somehow making her way downstairs to the black leather love seat where she lay curled up into a tight ball. Tears ran down her cheeks as she thought of Kailey’s words, “Get out and stay out!” While the words stung, Ayla was more hurt and embarrassed by the fact that Kailey’s friends were witness to the actions that lead to her running away from them. All she could think of was how she felt about Kailey as she blurted out between sobs, “I hate you Kailey… I hate you!”

“That would be perfect. Just so you know, we are on the third floor apartment, number three-thirty. As there are only three apartments on each floor, you reach hers by turning right at the stairwell. Incidentally the manager has installed individual security bells outside the front door. If she answers you can just imply that you have the wrong apartment.”

He checked all the doors and went upstairs to make sure all the lights were off. Walking back down the stairs, the chills returned as he felt he was being watched. Maybe it was just his imagination running away with him. He chuckled as that reminded him of the old Temptations tune by the same name. He started to hum it as he locked the front door behind

Arista looked back at her mother’s sad little house sitting on top of the hill from the dirty bus window. She knew she would never get a chance to see her loving face again. After being attacked by Abaddon, she knew that the human world was too dangerous for her to stay long in. Screech… the bus came to a hard halt.

"Please, my Lord." The corridor would have been silent if not for the rapping of Avicia's knuckles on the door and her flowery voice politely asking for

This time everything would change his life in one extreme violent scream. “PICKLE”, roared a rambunctious red headed girl who flew through Jacob’s bedroom window. “GET BACK HERE YOU STUPID LITTLE BIRD!” From his first floor bed room the girl ran out the door into his house, he couldn’t believe his eyes as he sat up from his bed. Question began to boil up inside his brain, who is she, where did she come from, how did she get in, why is she here? As he sat blankly in his pajamas he heard a massive crash in the kitchen. He sprung up and bolted to the kitchen seeing this tiny, wild red headed girl wrangling her pet parrot. “What are you doing in my house?” he calmly asked the dumbfounded girl. She sat up and patted her skirt to rid it of the dust, she stuck out a hand, “I’m Cecilia, I just moved next door from Scotland and my bird got out of his cage.” The words hit Jacob like a train hitting a standing car on the tracks, he couldn’t hear her continue to talk all he was feeling was panick. Without a second thought he turned and sprinted to his room, locking it from the

In curiosity she rushes back to the letter that the storm had brought in. The letter was written out to Alcee Laballiere. Clarisse opened the letter and began reading “My dear Alcee, I have written this letter to tell that ever since that afternoon I have been thinking about you. I never stopped loving I just never wanted to admit. I also found out I’m pregnant and I don’t know what to tell Bibinot because it is not his child that I am carrying, it’s your Alcee” Clarisse stopped reading and as her eyes began to tear up she droopped the letter and looked out the window, the sky was a dark as night. Clarisse cries out “What have I done for my husband to do this to me?” her cries were louder than the rolling thunder outside. She hears footsteps at the door, it’s Alcee her husband. He opens the door and finds Clarisse staring at him with tears in her eyes. “How could you do this to me Alcee?” shouts Clarisse “What have I done my love?” “My love?? You slept with Calixta and now she is pregnant with your child!” The storm was banging against the house, Clarisse is yelling, the children are crying, and Alcee is lost for

“Izzy?” I said she looked up her expression full of fear. “No time” Izzy said shaky “Get in the car.” Rose and I sat in the back as Izzy through our bags in the car. “We have to get to the safe house” she kept saying. Every time she said it the car would get faster and faster until it couldn’t get faster anymore. She suddenly Slammed on the breaks as we came to the public entrance of the lake we live on. “Follow” Izzy said as she got in our boat and put the luggage in. Rose and I exchanged glances and hopped in the boat. Izzy started driving to our families private island where my Grandmas lived before she died. But something strange was happening I could see Large buildings on the island. Rose nudged me and said do you see the giant houses on Grandmas island. I slowly nodded and she said “Well were not going insane at least if we both see it.” We quickly neared the island and in a matter of minutes we were on the shore. We all stepped out of the boat and grabbed our suite cases Rose as snippy as she was stomped up the beach sat on her suitcase and demanded an explanation. “I’m not leaving this spot until I get an explanation” she said

"I'm terribly sorry to disturb you, but I need to speak with Alis. Right away. It's quite urgent."

“What is your name young man? You shall write it in the guest book down here in the sitting room once you are all settled in upstairs.” She smiles up at him. “First floor.” She said while pushing a small key into the palm of his hand.