We are sitting in the lounge all having our coffee. It simply feels like we are killing time. But the fact we know Uncle Pierce and Alex are now trailing Hattie's car has somewhat settled our nerves a little. She should be safe now, I would think. We can get her home and then make sure she is guarded like Violet and not give those nut jobs from that pack a chance to get their hands on her for whatever their sick purposes had been. The vision had to have happened or a reason, a warning, I believe. It gave Violet a chance to let us know, so we could...