Someone rushed into the edge of the frame to be beside the car before the car was jerked off toward where the cart had come from.The two remaining cars each took up half the TV screen now. They were quickly making toward my house.The car, which didn’t have the guy who pulled the pistol to shoot me, came up on six different cameras mounted on buildings right at the top of one of my town’s steepest hill. As the car started down the hill, something obviously happened to their brakes. They suddenly were speeding down toward the bottom. Their brake lights never came on.At the bottom of the hill was the propane gas store where dad used to fill the propane tank for our gas grill. I remember hearing some story about it being closed because of something to do with taxes and a lawsuit against the city. Some federal agency installed a big razor wire fence around it to keep people from messing with anything. Dad said nothing could happen with that property until the courts were done doing. Tammi's companions let out an almost audible sigh of relief. Tamarilla had managed to keep her bountiful treasures within her clothing. The Emperor beckoned the ladies closer to the raised dais the Thrones were on and leaned forward with a thin smile on his lips.The Emperor and his wife were older then Tammi but younger than her nana. They were at an age where they could have been Tamarilla's parents, the Emperor being slightly older than his wife. His muscles were evident under the trappings of royalty and his face was weathered, yet handsome. By contrast, his wife looked like she was born to this role. With her stylish blonde, almost white, tresses and cool calculating stare, she wore the title of Empress well.The Emperor quickly dashed this high-born appearance by jumping up from his throne and rushing to clasp hands with a bewildered, but happy Tammi. 'I guess the Emperor's just a regular guy after all.'"I've been so eager to meet you and your friends Tammi! Can I call you Tammi?.
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