I am Baaack! Part 7

They expected Robbie, with "his" Marine training, to be able to take care of herself, and G.A. represented the "easy" way of handling the situation. He had a search warrant. When Joyce had asked him how he got it, he had just told her that she didn't want to know. But it was perfectly legal. The arrest warrant in Barbara's pocket wasn't, but Lou and Ed wouldn't know that until it was too late. These would be used if Lou and Ed decided to come quietly; Barbara rather hoped they wouldn't.

Half an hour later, down in the van, Rose tapped Joyce on the shoulder, and she turned. "Okay. Transformation Systems' mainframe, and some extra goodies those two had hidden elsewhere, are all downloaded."

Joyce's cell phone rang. She picked it up, placed it to her ear, listened, and then turned it off. "That was Jess. They've got it all on Vaingirls' computer, and Beth and Liz are making hard copies now. Upstairs, they're rambling, repeating themselves. I think they're three quarters snockered. Let me call G.A. and get a legal opinion as to whether we have enough." She punched a number into her cell phone, and again put it to her ear. "Hey, Bro, you been monitoring all this? Have we got all we need?" She turned back to Rose. "He says okay."

Rose smiled, 'About damn time!' "Let's go get 'em, sis!"

Joyce told G.A. they were coming up, and set the recorder to automatic record, but on a new tape. If things got physical or not strictly legal, she didn't want it on their "legal" tape. Rose was already climbing out of the van, and Joyce followed her. She had seen the feral and predatory smile on Rose's face and shuddered, glad she wasn't in Lou and Ed's place.

When all four were together, three faces turned to Rose; this was her show. The three were dressed identically in nondescript jeans and sweatshirts, chosen for their loose fit allowing freedom of action, but Rose, Rose was different. Rose looked like the dominatrix from Hell.