swallowing hard , i set up the coffee urns and fought with myself about whether to make any death by chocolate cakes today . they burned our fortress and were going to thank them for it ? i hold my smoke , talk through it . `` ill explain when we get there . i wont be opening your door again . he fished in one of the pockets of his camouflage cargo pants and pulled out petes pistol . air leaked out in a slow , low breath as my muscles locked up . did that mean he was being educated ? 