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been.” Penny had answered as Duncan was still staring at her with his mouth hanging open.
    “She means her gun and bullets, Penny.” Sam turned at the voice behind her.
    “David has them. He didn’t want to leave them with you in my house with children about. He said that he’d return them to you when you called. He also said you’d have to produce a permit before you got them back.”
    Ah , Sam thought, the woman of the house . Of course. She’d wondered how long it would be before she showed up and started throwing her weight around. Sam turned around and looked at the woman fully.
    “Smart man, he’s probably thinking someone would shoot you with it. I still need an address so that a cab knows where to come and rescue me. Unless of course you’d like to try and hurt me again first. I’m sure I can be your equal this time. I’m not weak from blood loss.”
    Duncan hissed at Sam, but she didn’t turn to look at him. She was too busy staring daggers at the mistress of the house. Though she had to admit, the woman was giving as good as she got.
    “I don’t like you very much.”
    If the woman thought to make Sam back down, or apologize, then she didn’t know Sam all that well. She laughed instead. “Well, that’s good. I’d hate to think all this animosity and ill will toward you was one-sided.” Sam was not much of a socializer, but knew that she was being very nasty to Sara. She didn’t know what it was about this beautiful woman that set her off, but this woman just rubbed her all wrong. The sooner Sam could get away, the better she would feel.
    “I’ll take you home, miss. There is no reason for you to pay a cabbie. I need to run into the supermarket for a few items as it is and I will dispatch you as well.” Sam looked at the man. She thought it was cute the way he was always so prim and proper. She knew somehow that it was not out of character for him to speak this way and she thought that if he was okay with dispatching her, then she was fine with it as well.
    Ten minutes later, Sam and Duncan were on their way. He had leant her his cell phone to make a call and had also provided her with the phone number to the pack house so she could make arrangement to get her gear.
    “I’m supposed to meet Lieutenant Wolff at the shop tomorrow and he’ll give me back my gun and ammo. I guess that’s the best I can hope for under the circumstances.
    Thanks for taking me home, Mr. Duncan.”
    “You are very welcome, miss. It is my pleasure.” He looked like he wanted to say more so Sam waited. “Miss, if you don’t mind my asking, what sort of gear, err gun do you carry?”
    “It’s just Sam, not miss anything. I carry a modified Glock forty with a silencer, fifteen in the magazine with one in the chamber, plus three extra clips. I have been known to carry thirty-eight chiefs special as well, but I like the weight and balance of the Glock better. It’s also easier to clean and load. They make the handle small enough for my small hand and I can reload it in the dark.” He had asked , she thought. She was also sure he didn’t have a clue what she was talking about. After she had said the word “modified,” she had lost him. She wished that she could show him what she meant, but actually was not sure if that would confuse him more or make him more leery of her. She decided that if she ever saw him again, she would make sure to show him her weapon. Everyone needed to have a healthy respect for guns, and a working knowledge if they were ever around one.
    Duncan dropped Sam off in front of the bakery twenty minutes later. After his refusal of gas money he drove off. She was able to persuade him to return the next afternoon and pick up some fresh baked goods for all his trouble. Sam figured it was the least she could do under the circumstances.

    ~CHAPTER FIVE~

    Tucker had watched Sam leave the mansion with Duncan and followed them to the bakery. Tucker didn’t let her see him, but he had needed to