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Quaranteam - Dave In Dallas: Part 10 Dave & Olivia use skills meant for a last resort.Based on a post by RonanJWilkerson, in 12 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Let's review the list of characters: David Belsus – 46, physics & astronomy professor at Eastfield college, a community college in the Dallas area. Prepper, survivalist, has a greenhouse in his backyard and lives in an outer ring suburb. Six foot, fit, short cropped hair. Lupie Ramos – 32, former financial advisor, Dave's neighbor, got caught out of state when the lockdowns started. She spent two frantic weeks trying to get back to her daughter. Lupie has been in love with Dave for over a year. Long, dark brown hair, medium build, and a lovely smile. Esme – 9, daughter of Lupie, prone to the occasional snarky comment. Adores Dave. Becca; 18, Lupie's babysitter, was watching Esme when lockdowns occurred. Her refusal to abandon Esme, as her mother insisted, likely saved Becca's life, since her extended family ignored precautions and died of Duo. Esme, Lupie, and Dave are all Becca has left in the world. Short, medium build, small tits, with short blond hair and a smile that is shy with strangers and beams with family and friends. Janice Wheeler; 33, Dave's first partner to arrive, a librarian at Cedar Valley, another community college member of DCCCD. Slender build and medium height, Janice is 3/4 Korean, her paternal grandfather is Anglo. Medium length black hair often pulled back in a bun for work or ponytail at home. Shawna Cooper; 36, senior meteorologist at WFAA, Master's degree in meteorology from O U, worked at NSSL and spent time as a storm chaser. Whole hog sci-fi nut, beginning with Start Trek TNG. 5' 10", large tits, medium brown skin, dark brown eyes, shoulder length black hair styled like a frizzy weeping willow. Olivia Tyler (Liv); 21, senior studying horticulture at Tarleton State University, near Dallas. Daughter of Carter and Janelle, Dave's best friends since college. Had a well-known crush on Dave throughout her teen years. Since her dad was former SF and a survivalist, Liv is skilled with several firearms as well as bladed weapons. Never failed to take a deer any season she's hunted. 5'10" long, dark brown hair, large tits, lightly tanned, brown eyes, and a wide smile. Melanie Ustanich; 22, graduate student in IT at Tarleton, Liv's roommate, recently found a passion for cooking. Spent most of her life in foster homes, Liv's parents accepted her like family the first time she went with Liv on Thanksgiving Break. 5'8" medium length auburn hair, green eyes, small mouth with a ready, mischievous smile. The ladies came through, leaving one mug beside the detective and swiftly exiting with the pot, several mugs, a milk jug, and a small container that may have just been repurposed as a sugar dish. Verratti pushed her mask up to her nose to take a sip, holding the mug like a sacred talisman, her eyes closed and a look of bliss dawning on her face. It was a short day. She opened her eyes and the distance they contained sent the brief appearance of joy below the horizon once again. Laying her mug back on the table, she pulled her mask back into place. "The man that was with you that day at the range?" "Yes, my friend Carter. He was the one that arranged the time on the range." "And how did he manage that? Didn't you say a few times he was a security guy?" "He runs physical and digital security checks for sites his company guards. He and his guys also get hired out by insurance companies to check out their client's security plans as well." For a moment, Dave allowed himself to forget the pain and use the present tense. "I think you mentioned a few times before class that he was in special forces?" "Yep. He likes to say his civilian job is kinda similar to his work in the army, just with paintball or laser tag gear." "Good." She motioned him to sit close, so she could speak lower. "You've stumbled into something no one seems to be working hard to solve." Dave's eyebrows stitched together. Her tone was more ominous than her words. "Nine weeks ago, a truck carrying seven vaccinated women was attacked. It was on its way to some rich neighborhood to deliver partners to the McMansion set. The attackers covered their tracks reasonably well, so we never caught them. Two weeks ago, a shipment of vaccine got hit between Grand Prairie and the Vax Center. They didn't even try to take the whole shipment, just grabbed a bunch and ran like hell. The chopper that was following them didn't have infrared on it, so they lost track of them in the trees in the dark." Dave stayed silent as she paused to gather her thoughts. "Look, I shouldn't have said any of this, but nobody's doing anything. Your friend has the skills to deal with the problem. And the way you've always presented yourself, if he's your friend, then he'll want to apply his skills to right a great big fucking wrong that's being ignored. There's an Air Force liaison office in the station right now. They're supposed to coordinate a military response to big attacks, but they've been blasé about both attacks." "Wait? Military to take out crooks? I mean, even big deal shit like this? Shouldn't that be done by SWAT or ATF?" She stared at him. If he had to guess, her lips were tightly pressed together under her mask. Her words were tightly spoken as she continued. "The fact your attackers cut their fallen buddies' nuts off suggests they had bonded female partners. That means either the hijacked transport, or the vaccine attack. Maybe both. And that means they may have been coming here to abduct your partners and bind them to themselves." "But that would kill them!" Dave started out as a loud interjection, but at her look, and as his own self-control kicked in, he dropped to a strenuous whisper. "There; is a way. But only if the man is dead. There was an ER nurse on the first transport. She would have known about the procedure, at least in broad terms." She pulled a map from her valise. Unfolding it, she pointed to two locations. The attacks happened here, and here." "Yeah, that stretch of I-20 is a bit empty, even being in the middle of urban sprawl." "Because of that attack, they moved the flights to Love Field." "No rural hideouts along the way." "Exactly. Now look, here's where the chopper last was sure they had an eye on them." Her finger indicated a spot southeast of Athens. "What I'm asking you is to get a hold of your friend. See if he and some of his team are willing to investigate; and maybe rescue some of these women. No one else is doing anything about this. And they are escalating." "Do you think they'll try again here?" "I don't know. Not anytime soon, you gave them plenty of reasons to give this place a wide berth. I can't swear to that, but I'd say they'll at least leave you alone for a while." Which means they may be coming for my family again. Whenever they feel like trying again. No point in telling her about Carter. I'll have to do this myself, but I'm not telling her that. A trained, former special forces operative that still does security testing is a reasonable person to ask to do this. A community college professor that's been trained by his prepper buddy doesn't sound nearly as reassuring. Fuck Carter, why the hell did you have to die? "How sure are you on that last sighting?" She flipped her notebook back several pages. After consulting her notes, she carefully laid her finger again on the map. "Right there." Dave stared at the indicated location, noting nearby major road intersections and the distances from each to the tip of her finger. Mainly, he looked at the roads that formed a boundary around the area. The raiders may not be inside that space, but it was a place to begin. "Be very careful. There's suspicion that some army deserters are with these guys." She took a deep breath. "It's like pulling teeth getting anything out of the Air Force woman about this. Please professor, talk to your friend. I'll contact you in a day or so to see if he's responded." "Why don't I just call you?" "I'd rather have that discussion when I'm not at the station or around other officers." "Okay. You need anything else from me detective?" "No. No, I should be going. I'll call in a few days." "I'll be ready." Hope I've found them by then . Dave walked her to the door and locked up behind her. He slipped over to the parlor to check the window patch for any air leaks. Dave ran his hand around the edges, slowly, but felt no movement, not cold streams. Some of the family had come downstairs, now that the weather was once again outside. Dave sat in a chair, staring off into space while the others red or talked. This may take more than a day, just to find these guys. And once I do, I'll need time to observe, and then time to plan. Food, water, ammunition. I'll need something long-range. My best bet will probably be picking them off one at a time at first. I've got silencers for the MP5's, but no subsonic ammo. It's still going to be obvious when I shoot. Carter has all the subsonic ammo. Imagine the look on the face of whoever finds his armory. Fuck, what if they just bulldoze the place? Yeah, Liv and I need to try and get his weapons and equipment. Wait, I have subsonic.22LR. I could use that for the first few. Fuck, I'm really doing this. That means I'll be gone for a few days. It's already been two days for Rebecca, and she's on such a short fuse. We really ought to ask the vaccine experts why that is. Gee, what a call to make. "Hey, vaccine guys? Yeah, look, I've got this eighteen year old cutie that just insists on having sex every four days. Like, she's climbing the walls by day five. What's up with that?" I'm sure they'll have all kinds of sympathy. Well, I have my first thing I've got to do before I go. Dave found Becca in the room she and Reena shared. The one they'd previously used as a 'hotel room' the night the ladies put together for prom. Reena was not around. "Hey, sexy nerd girl, what're you up to?" Becca rolled on to her back from her book reading. Her face was glowing, though she was also blushing from her scalp to, well, lower than her shirt collar. She very cutely bit her lower lip. Dave chuckled. "You are so damn cute, ya know that?" Her face twisted a little. "Demotion huh? I've gone from sexy to cute in less than a minute." "One does not preclude the other. There is an intersection of the two. In my opinion, you exist within that intersection." "God, you know how weirdly sexy it is that you can talk math about sex?" "You know how great it is that you're one of two partners I can talk to that way? Most of the others either won't get it, or will be turned off by it." The radiant look Becca got from the compliment was exactly what Dave was going for. She wasn't just a teen hottie, or gamer girl, or some other check box. She was his younger nerd partner that he got to introduce to so many things he loved that were new to her. Or, things she'd heard about, but not yet experienced. And she was fun in bed. Becca's hand slipped to the hem of her t-shirt. Dave stepped swiftly up to her bed and grabbed her hands. He pulled her around so her ass hung off the edge of the bed and her head was braced against the wall. She and Dave were still experimenting with different ways to have sex. She'd recently mentioned that quickies sounded kinda hot. Dave figured now would be a good time to try. He grabbed her shorts and panties at the hips and pulled both down to her calves, bringing her legs straight up in the same motion. Dave leaned against her, her ankles on one of his shoulders, as he unbuttoned his pants and shoved pants and boxers to mid-thigh. The aroma of Becca's arousal reached Dave's nostrils, matching the signal that her panting breath and lust-filled eyes were sending. Truth to be told, he was fairly revved as well. The little gasp she gave as he hand-fed his mostly hard cock into her saturated pussy was delicious. Dave leaned in closer, folding her legs back onto her body, her ankles on either side of his head, her shorts against his collarbone. He drilled her fast and hard. This wasn't love making, wasn't a tantric exercise, and was not 'the full Dave'. A quickie was just that; hard, fast, and get 'er done. Becca's cute little huffs and grunts urged him to keep going, her moist, rippling channel gripping his shaft and egging him on. In due time, Dave felt that familiar tingle in his balls rising up through his cock and he began firing his hot seed into her eager passage. Becca shuddered and convulsed the same as if Dave had taken most of an hour lifting her to ecstatic heights. Dave leaned a bit further in to kiss Becca tenderly on the lips. Becca giggled. "That was fun." "Good, we can add that to the repertoire," Dave said, buckling his pants. He leaned in for another kiss, this one with just a moment of lingering, before walking away. Becca's eyes shone brightly as they followed him. Now I wait. Dave spent the rest of the evening sitting with his ladies, sometimes talking, mostly listening. Lupie called everyone to the dinner table. A nice warm casserole that soothed the insides after most of the day with the inside matching the weather outside. Downstairs anyway. Mostly what Dave remembered from the evening was looking around the table at his family as they chatted and moved on from the events of the morning. Mostly. Every once in a while, someone's attention wavered, or they flinched from a sound. That's why I have to do this. Dinner was late enough that some began their night time routine once it was over. It had been a draining day, even for those that had huddled upstairs. The emotional impact, the fear and anxiety they'd gone through took a physical toll. "Hey, Shawna, let's meet in my office in a few minutes, okay? I'll find Liv and Mel and have them join us." "Sure. Night security?" "Yeah. The detective was reasonably sure there wouldn't be a repeat tonight, but let's be safe." "Okay." Shawna hugged him tightly. Dave went off to find the other two, then made his way to his office. Even though they'd just finished dinner, he felt a bit munchie. He pulled a half-eaten pint of blueberries out of his fridge and snacked slowly. Each woman smirked as they entered. Shawna started imitating the guitar intro of a certain song by Black Sabbath. Dave just shook his head with a rueful smile. Then he popped a few more berries in his mouth. "We need to maintain a watch tonight," he informed them once he'd cleared his mouth. "The threat is perceived to be low, but I'd rather not take a chance. I'll take first watch, then wake Shawna to relieve me. She can wake Liv, and when Liv's shift is over, she can wake Mel." The way Olivia stared at Dave made him wonder if she suspected his real plan, but she said nothing. "We'll post guard here in Shawna's morning room with the door open. It's right at the top of the stairs, so anyone would have to come past the guard to get to any of us. I'll drag the chair from that room to the door, far back enough that anyone looking in will see darkness, but near enough the guard can see the head of the stairs and part of the hallway in each direction." "That's it. Get some sleep. When it's time to switch over, get up and get moving. We'll have one pistol out and transfer that over. Don't go to bed until your relief is in place." Shawna came in for a kiss before she left. A long, slow kiss with no tongue. She looked meaningfully into his eyes before she walked out, saying nothing. Dave waited over an hour for all the activity in his house to settle and everyone to fall asleep. He slowly and quietly rose from his seat. He slipped in to the master bedroom to find Shawna on the outer edge of the bed. Of course she'd thought ahead so she wouldn't disturb the others. Dave lightly tapped her foot, and she stirred awake. Dave went back to his post while she dressed. Once she got there, he handed over the pistol. "You're going after them aren't you?" she whispered low and urgent. "Yes. It's the only way to ensure everyone's safety. These guys are a danger to us, and others. The detective was so frustrated with the inaction, she told me other events that have happened, but no response from the police." "Other houses have been attacked?" "No, the other attacks haven't been on houses, but they look related." "How far away are they?" "I don't know for sure. She gave me some information on the last place they were seen." "Then how long will you be gone?!" She kept her voice low to not disturb anyone, but there was a 'shouting' tone to her whisper. "I don't know. I'm taking food and water in addition to the rest of the gear." "David, please be careful. All our lives depend on you." He wrapped his arms around her for a tight hug. "I know. I'm doing this for your safety. No more middle of the night break ins." He paused for a moment. "Carter took me through a few scenarios that apply. We had to use paintball guns for those trainings, but I've spent plenty of time on the range with all of these weapons. I won't be as good as Carter, but I'm good enough to pull this off. I'm coming back to you babe." He pulled back so they could look each other in the eyes. "You are plenty of reason to come back." "Me and eight others," she said with a teasing grin. "Anyone of you alone is enough to go fight this fight and get my ass back here in one piece. I finally understand Carter now. Somethings you have to fight for." He slipped away from her and went to the master bedroom closet. In a box tucked away in a corner, he pulled out a set of lightly used 90's era BDU that Carter'd urged him to get from an Army-Navy store. It was not the only set, but he wasn't going to be gone that long. Hell, his partners would all be screaming for doses by then. After dressing, and donning his combat boots, he walked silently out of the bedroom. That he had to pause and prep his mind for. Carter had shown him how to walk quietly in these boots, it just took practice and care. It had been a long time, so he ran through the lessons and practices in his head for a minute after he had them on. He trod gently down the stairs to the gun closet. He typed in the code and swung open the door. That's when the darkness at the end of the unlit hall moved. "Go to bed Olivia." His voice was flat. "You are not going after these guys alone." Dave flipped on the light in the small space. The illumination spilling into the hallway revealed Olivia in a matching pair of BDU. "How the hell?" "I mailed myself a box to this address before I reported to the vaccine center. Mostly other stuff, but one set of woodlands and my best broken-in boots." "Livy, you need to stay here and watch the others." "I need to watch over your ass and bring you home so you can keep fucking all these women that are addicted to your cum." Dave felt a wave of shame at the comment. That he was risking himself, some, but their safety required he take out this threat. That he was; unfaithful to any of these women, because none of them were the only one. Yes, he could personally enumerate all the reasons why, but that didn't change the visceral reaction of a man that never wanted a lot of women, just one that he could be devoted to, and vice versa. "Liv ;” "I'm not trying to talk you out of this. I'm certainly not condemning you for having multiple partners, David. On behalf of myself, and all your partners, I insist I go with you and provide overwatch. You know I'm a better sniper than you. You're better at CQB. We do this together." A cold hand gripped Dave's chest. "Olivia, I already dragged you into one gunfight. I won't do it again." "You didn't drag me into anything. The world sucks and some people are assholes. The same guy that taught you raised me not to just stand idly by. I'm going with you." She came in close, molding her hand to his jawline. "You didn't cause the attack this morning. You stood in the gap, and I stood with you. What you're about to do is needed. And I'm standing with you again." Without another word, she slipped around him and started gathering her gear. Dave joined her. Within half an hour, they loaded tactical gear, ammo, weapons, water jugs, canteens, and field rations in Liv's pickup and got on the road. They were completely in sync, though neither spoke a word. Chapter 12; A Walk on the Chaotic Good Side. October 29, 2020 12:30am The hum of the heater fan on its lowest setting combined with the warm air coming off the windshield were not helping Dave maintain alertness. Livy drove while he checked their route against what he'd seen on the detective's map. So far, it was just a matter of 'drive towards Athens'. Dave snuck the window down a little, inviting some cool air to help him stay fresh. Not too far, though. Occasionally, they'd run into an isolated cloud still giving up a pittance of drizzle, remnants of what passed over their house yesterday morning. Mostly it was just cold. "I miss the little triangle windows that pivoted open on Dad's old beater pickup." Dave chuckled. "Yeah, those were useful. Guess somebody decided to save money and make them fixed instead of movable." Olivia humphed in response. When she said nothing for a few minutes, he reached into the bag on the seat between them and pulled out an apple. She didn't notice until he took his first crackling bite. "Damn. Again?" she laughed. "Fill up too much and you'll bust out that stab shirt. Sorry, it's just;” "I'm eating way more often than the rest of you, and not gaining any weight. Yeah, I know. They said this serum shit has weird side effects. Seems for me it's kicked my metabolism into the stratosphere." "Oh, big words like 'stratosphere' huh? Hmm, ya know, the higher metabolism would explain why you're outrunning me." Dave turned his head towards her, a mock annoyed expression on his face. "I've been faster than you for years. For a bit there in your teens you gave me a good challenge." Liv giggled. "I got faster so you'd have to look at my ass." "I worked harder to stay ahead of you so I wasn't looking at a sixteen-year-old's ass." Out of the corner of his eye, Dave noted Livy giving him a rueful look. With a quiet voice; and one eye on the road; she asked, "Is this the only way we could have been together?" His heart skipped a beat. His voice was deepened with loss when he replied, "I don't know, Olivia. I just don't know. The two of us together would have been a very unusual pairing in other circumstances. No law would have stopped us being together but a lot of custom and tradition would interfere." He reached his hand out and she took it. "So it was either this, or an asteroid hitting the Earth for me to get you?" Dave laughed. "Maybe not quite that dramatic." Their joined hands lay on the seat between them for a time, enjoying the union of their lives as the cold, damp miles passed. Half an hour later, signs proclaimed a junction ahead as they neared their first waypoint. "Want me to stay on 175 and go east around Athens?" "No, west on 7. When we get to the southside of town, we'll take 19 south." Dave waited before asking, "You need to switch out. We've both had long days." "I'm good. Just hand me another Dr. Pepper." Dave knee-stood in the seat, reaching back to the cooler with water, soda and reusable freezer packs. Ice would have been too loud loading at the house, and going to an automated ice station was more deviation than he was willing to take. The drinks weren't ice-cold this way, but they were at least cool. Between the caffeinated soda, and the No-Doz bottle in the glove box, they could fight off the drowsiness the road hum threatened to induce. Weirdly, the squeeze from the compression shirt for the stab plates helped keep him awake, though it did make it tougher to twist around for things. Maybe if he wore it more often, he'd know how to move better in it. With the late hour, and pandemic rules in effect, they hadn't seen another vehicle since pulling out of their own driveway. They crossed three overpasses for major roads out of town before exiting to southbound 19 / Palestine St. The creepy feeling intensified as they took their exit. The north side of the road held a hospital with what was undoubtedly the only ER for thirty miles around. In some directions, even further than that. And there was no activity at all. The lights were on. But no signs of human movement. A few miles down the road they passed the middle school, completely abandoned since March. Liv's hand slipped back to the middle of the bench seat. Dave added his to hers, holding her gently but firmly. Ten minutes later, with their headlights boring holes into the pitch black, Dave's phone buzzed. He pulled it out, noting the time was now approaching 2am. -There's been another attack, this time on a very rich man's estate. Bodyguards dead, left laying there. -Rich man dead, carried off, along with most of his partners. -Last seen southbound on 45, suspect they are taking that to 287 until Palestine. No intelligence beyond that. Please ask your friend to decide quickly. Dave quietly fumed. Another attack meant more suffering that he hadn't prevented. That was the whole point of this crazy scheme wasn't it? Immediately, he recalled a story Carter had told only once, after they'd been roommates for more than a year. It was a 'Boy's Night In' with two pizzas and a tsunami of beer, and some typical action flicks playing. Dave's friend related a time when they'd been too late to protect a local villager that had cooperated with the Special Forces team. The local government goons had not been kind to the collaborator. Or his family. "We found out too late, got there too late, not a fucking thing we could do. Not one fucking thing. Except," he raised his head so his bloodshot eyes were revealed, "we tracked the fuckers and took them out before they got back to their base. It was beyond our mandate. We were supposed to train only, not engage directly. We did it, and never talked about it." Track the fuckers down and take them out. Little wonder why that particular memory surfaced now. "Something wrong?" "Text from the detective. They hit another house. Successfully this time." "Oh shit. What are we going to do?" "What an old friend once told me was the only real option. Track the fuckers down and kill them." "Dad was such an eloquent man." Dave barked a laugh as he texted back. -We're already enroute. -We'll locate them on the run and track them to their base. -Thank God. -And thank your friend for me. Dave still saw no reason to inform her of his omission. Well, he felt a little guilty, but she'd get over it. Lupie on the other hand, might just tie him to the bed and spoon feed him between each woman's 'dosing' turn. Shawna might or might not help Lupie, but she was not going to help Dave avoid Lupie. Hell, by the time he got back, Lupie might be so worked up she'd chew him out exclusively in Spanish for over an hour. In between kisses and hugs because his dumb ass came home in one piece. Getting his mind back on the present, Dave pulled up a map on his phone. "This may make it easier to find their base. They're coming down 287. Previous attempts tracked them as far as Palestine. We'll intersect with 287 just outside Palestine, so we'll pick a good spot when we get there and wait. I suspect they will be an hour or half hour behind us." "K." Dave zoomed and scrolled on his map for several minutes. "There's a community college north of the intersection. It has a parking lot that will give us a good view, but far enough away we could miss something. There's also a gas station and a convenience store on the south of the intersection, on the west side that would give better views, but higher risk of detection. It's probably closed. If we're the only car there, it's going to be awfully suspicious; especially if we pull out right after they pass." "Don't worry, Dad gave me a few lessons on shaking a tail, and on tailing. Just before I went off to college, he even had me drive back country roads with no lights; on the road or car. If we can avoid getting noticed when we first pull out; by waiting 'til we can just see their tail lights; we should be fine." "Let's go for the convenience store first. If it looks too dicey, we'll move off to the college parking lot." Liv nodded her agreement. The silence that followed persisted until the intersection loomed. The community college parking lot had all of its lights on, as did the Exxon just south of it. The Valero on the west side and south of the intersection had its awning lights on, but no more. No lights were on around the convenience store south of the highway confluence. Even better, there were two vehicles parked in the lot. Liv pulled into a space near one of the other vehicles. But not too close. She killed the lights, lowered the windows halfway, and turned off the ignition. Both occupants of the truck surveyed first the near vehicle, then the more distant one, looking for any sign of occupancy. If these guys were good, they might have a lookout posted to watch for a tail. During the forty-five minute wait, neither their eyes nor ears detected any sign of another person in the parking lot. For that matter, there was no sign of anyone around the college, or in the gas station south of them. The station across the way probably had an attendant inside. A low rumble coming from the northwest initially alerted Dave and Liv to their approaching quarry. Without exchanging words, they each hunched down in their seats. Both were on full alert. Hunter versus hunter was a dangerous game. Of course, if one hunter doesn't know the other is around, so much the better. For the other at least. Five S U V, varying from mid-size to huge, rolled swiftly through the interchange. They slowed from far in excess of highway speeds, down to something reasonable for the possibility of merging; if one had incredibly sparse traffic to handle. Which worked just fine, since there was absolutely zero traffic to merge with. As the engine sounds began to fade, Livy sat up and started the engine. She quickly doused the lights that automatically lit up before backing out from behind the vehicle two parking spaces over. Hopefully, it shielded them from the target's notice. Well, that and the fact the targets were headed away from them, and presumably keeping hostages in check. With swift, smooth motions, Olivia got the pickup on the highway following the distant trail of tail lights. Noting the woodlands on both sides of the highway limiting visibility around the curves, Livy began rapidly closing the distance. Balancing that were the few streetlamps and the need to not show up in the last vehicle's rearview mirror. The train of S U V passed under one, went dark again except for the taillight; which brightened briefly; then were illuminated again for a flash before disappearing. "Shit," she muttered. "It's gotta be the underpass for the loop. That's why they went left and cut off. They went behind the embankment. Just take the loop to the left and keep pressing. We'll catch them. Just be careful of more street lamps. I'm not sure if this loop they're hopping on is limited access. If they hit stoplights, we'll need to be very careful to avoid notice." "Right." There were a few traffic lights to negotiate, but both were solid green the entire time the runners and the pursuers were in view. The greater concern was the street lights near the intersections. Increasing their following distance once a traffic light became visible bought them some grace. They also took the risk of allowing the convoy to get out of view over a small rise while they waited just outside the pool of light before making the left at Park Ave. That was followed by mild panic until they could catch up with their quarry. A sweeping left turn awaited just over the crest. Dave spotted tail lights turning right as they finally hit a straight section. It turned out to be another curve in the road. This road had just enough curves to allow Livy to close the distance and remain unobserved. As the pursuing duo came around one curve, the convoy ahead was disappearing around the next. Just as they cleared a shallow 's' turn, Dave spotted tail lights disappearing to their right. "Ease up, I think we're going off onto a narrower road." By the time they reached the turn, Liv had them at an appropriate speed. No sign of the convoy ahead, and greater darkness with the trees closer in, she had to go slower. Fortunately, the road was winding through a few tight turns which caused the convoy to go even slower. They managed to catch sight of taillights and hear engine noises through the trees before they got close enough to be noticed. The asphalt took a gradual rightward curve, but a faint red glow inside the dust cloud ahead signaled the convoy had plunged ahead onto the dirt road. Hunter and unwitting prey slowed again, but the frequent braking and the scattering effect of the dust kept Dave and Liv well aware of their quarry's position. Liv coasted and maintained distance so she never had to touch the brake. To do so would reveal their pursuit. The convoy slowed further and Liv allowed the truck to coast to a stop. "Let's find a place to park this thing and dismount." Dave pointed off to a small pocket beside the road where the trees curved away from the dirt track. Each opened their door gingerly, sliding quietly to the wet grass. Liv and Dave first checked their own gear, then each other's. Satisfied they wore or carried everything they thought they would need, they eased the doors closed, latching them softly. "One benefit of this weather; the gators will be hibernating, and maybe the snakes too," Dave said in a whisper. "Brumating. And probably yes on both counts. The gators will be in the water, but the snakes will find a burrow or hollow log. So stay away from likely hidey holes." "Yes, professor." Dave's wry grin was both smart ass and respectful. Liv's nature knowledge far exceeded his own. Her reply smile was appreciative. Then both faces went blank as the two focused on their mission. Using every technique Carter had taught him, Dave slipped stealthily through the trees. Crouching, he moved swiftly from bole to bole, taking care to avoid rock piles and downed logs. The red glow in the distance was diminishing. He noticed sets of tail lights lining up side-by-side before extinguishing. They were parking. That was a good thing, because Dave and Liv were already on foot. That also meant the possibility of guards on the perimeter. Dave paused a bit longer in his position, searching for any sign of patrols or stationary sentinels. Seeing none, he dashed forward to a new location and watched again for any sign of an observer. Liv moved from her prior spot to the place Dave had just vacated. Morning twilight was in full swing, so the pair had good lighting. Periodically, Dave observed men moving to each vehicle, removing a woman, and leading her to one of the buildings. A few men guarded the vehicles, but their focus was on the occupants, not someone outside. All the better. Dave and Liv found themselves places within whisper distance a few feet back from the tree line. Unobstructed views with low probability of getting spotted. In better circumstances, they would observe for hours, from multiple positions around the clearing, gathering information and striking in the wee hours, or at first light tomorrow. But; those women being taken inside compelled faster action. Whatever these assholes were doing needed to be stopped. At the same time, they couldn't just rush in, or they'd lose, Dave would be dead, and Liv would be dead or worse. And not long after, the rest of his family would be in very dire straits. So don't fuck up, asshole . This had to be what Carter meant about walking the razor's edge. One thing was clear; these guys had no security posted. The pre-dawn twilight was sufficiently bright that someone looking out the window would spot them if they got stupid. The trees opened up into a large clearing. Within the open space sat the parked S U V, two large buildings, and several smaller ones. The two large buildings were corner adjacent and perpendicular on their long axes. They were somewhat longer than they were wide. The large building stretched wide across their eyeline seemed to be where everyone was gathered. That's the building the women had been taken into. Several others converged on that location not long after. About half an hour after the last man disappeared into the big building, Dave and Liv spotted someone leaving. He had someone over his shoulder. He headed for one of the smaller buildings. About five minutes later, it happened again. Time to communicate. He pulled out his phone, already set to silent, no vibration. Fortunately, he had a few bars. -Compound located. Track my location. Stuffing his phone in his pocket without waiting for a reply, Dave slid closer to his partner. "I'm going in closer. I'll get under the windows and listen in." Liv's face was unconvinced. "Is that wise?" "We need to know more before we do anything. I've got to get close enough to hear them. Get your rifle ready to snipe. Keep me covered. I'll pass on the outside of the first building," he pointed to the one that lay along their line of sight and perpendicular to the target building, "and then cross along the near wall of the one they're in. You'll be able to see me for most of that time, and you can see either end. You'll know if someone's about to come around and spot me." "We need Dad's low watt tactical radios." "If wishes were horses, hun." He gave her a quick kiss, then silently backed further into the trees. This allowed him to move more quickly without detection, though he still remained on alert for any sentries out here in the trees. There were none. Approaching the tree line again, he scanned thoroughly with eyes and ears, for any sign of someone that would spot him emerging. With still no sign, Dave dashed from the trees to the near wall of the likely empty large building. There he waited, listening for any sound suggesting he'd been seen. His heart was pounding. He worked to calm himself so he could hear anything over the roar of the blood in his ears. Of course, that could just be the contrast. This rural fall morning was incredibly quiet thus far. Satisfied he was as yet undetected, Dave moved stealthily to the far corner of the building. He put a hand on the wall, feeling the rough brick exterior. It was distinctly not new, but not decrepit either. A few short steps brought him to the building's corner. Using the 'slicing the pie' tactic Carter taught him so long ago; and re-taught over and over and over; Dave passed around the corner to find no one there. Hugging the wall, he crept by, pausing at each of the two doors, listening for any sign of occupancy. By the time he reached the end of the building near the occupied building, the sun was not yet up, but the sky was well-lit. As was the compound. With more on the line, Dave took more time with his pie-slicing cornering technique. The rest of the compound, then the side wall of the other building, and then the back wall of the target building came slowly into view, all devoid of other humans. He slid carefully along the sidewall of the empty building until he was near the corner closest to his target. With his head only he once more rounded the corner, verifying no one had entered the small area bounded by the two buildings on two sides in the time he'd been behind the first one. Sure that he was clear, he crossed the gap to the second building. He watched his footfalls carefully since the area conjoining the two buildings had been cemented in a rectangular shape. Postholes along the edges suggested this might be some sort of outdoor area with an awning during warmer times. A broom at the corner Dave was heading for suggested someone took the time to keep it clear of debris. At least he didn't have to worry about stepping on a twig. Dave heard a door open, then close. Footsteps in grass reached his ears but receded. He swiftly slid along the wall to the front of the building and took a cautious peek. Once again, a man was walking toward one of the smaller buildings, this time carrying a woman in his arms rather than over his shoulder. Dave eased himself away from that corner and back to the corner proximate to the back wall. He had to step carefully around the broom again as he came around to the semi-enclosed courtyard. Dave eased his way carefully along the back wall. At least now he had the benefit of knowing Liv could watch the area around him and cover him as needed. He crept carefully, listening for sounds through the wall. Primarily though, he knew his best chances were under the three windows, two of which were close together, more than halfway down the building's length. As he approached an exterior vent for a dryer, he paused. For a moment the thought flashed through his mind that this would be the ideal place for a snake to hide. Then his rational brain took over, reminding him that the intermittent nature was likely insufficient to help a snake survive through the winter. They were more likely off in the woods somewhere or hiding in the walls of one of the houses. The first window was just past the vent. Dave paused. He waited for a few minutes, but heard nothing. He edged up, his face upturned, his nose turned away from the building. Edging upward, he allowed his peripheral vision a first glimpse in the window. It was dark. He turned his head slowly, seeking greater detail. A few shadows and a small light on the back wall limned out an empty kitchen space for a community. Efficient, but a little too regimented for Dave's taste. A little too zombie group think. Dave moved forward. This time he skirted around a pile of small diameter metal pipes. Must be for a future irrigation project or outdoor faucet. The next window was only a few feet past the pile. Dave had to be careful how far out he went. He crouched and quickly got back to the wall once past the pipes. He could already hear voices. Someone was angry. "I said sit the fuck back down. You dumbasses cost us three men with your half-assed raid. No, you don't get a shot at any of the women from this raid. You're lucky we let you fucking live. One more fucking word out of your fucking mouth and I will shit-can all your asses. And you, big mouth, you'll go last; after I ass fuck your sister without a new dose! You can watch her melt like somebody poured battery acid in her shithole, then I'll kill you, with the memory of her screams in your fucking ears!" Dave went cold. His mind called up one of the videos about the dangers for a woman exposed to the semen of any man other than her partner. Anger welled up in him, but he tamped it down. A berserker rage banged against the walls of Dave's discipline. He held his focus, knowing he would only accomplish his goal with cold efficiency. All the things Carter said over the years, words that had been whirling in his ears since the moment of the break-in, all settled into cold clarity. Yeah, they were gonna die. In due time. He crept closer. Again taking care to avoid detection, Dave saw a woman select a syringe full of a vibrant green substance. She moved over to; a dead body on the floor? What the hell? Why is she injecting the dead guy? Wait, now it's purple inside? Maybe he just misidentified the earlier color? The woman with the syringe stood. A man dragged a blonde woman over to a table near the lady with the syringe. Dave heard her whimpering once she was close. A second man took the woman's other arm. The two men held her pinned, face down, against the table as her whimpering turned to active cries. Dave's stomach turned over. A third man pulled the woman's pajama pants down. She wore no panties. The woman with the syringe approached. The way she walked, and the look on her face, gave the impression she was walking to the gallows. Dave swore she mouthed the word 'Sorry' to the pinned woman before injecting her with the purple contents of her syringe. Immediately, the woman jerked and thrashed. The man behind her dropped his pants. Dave dropped low, not needing to see anymore. Hell, he'd seen far more than he ever wanted to. The cries and sounds he heard had a certain resonance with the priming and later imprinting orgasms of his partners. But overlaid with a guttural, raw emotionality. Then there was no more sound from the woman. A few low conversations between the men, and then Dave heard the door on the other side of the building open. Dave duck-walked away from the window and around the pipes. Once against the wall again he raised up a bit and paused. He needed to collect his thoughts. What to do was clear. Kill every man here. Given what they were doing, there were no innocents. The only questions revolved around how to do what needed to be done. Ideas formed in his head, but he needed to confer with Olivia. At the very least, she needed to know his intentions. Teamwork would be vital. He also trusted her judgment. Her input could prove useful. It often did. Something more about Olivia was rattling around the back of his head. A thought jumping up and down, demanding attention, but not coming forward. Like a word sitting on the tip of your tongue you just can't say. Something he knew, but wasn't fully acknowledging. It didn't seem related to the immediate task, so Dave moved his attention elsewhere. The number of trips from the large building to the smaller ones was very nearly the number of trips from the cars to the big building earlier. That meant soon the men would no longer be occupied with; what they had been doing. Since some had recently come back from a raid, they were likely to bed down soon. That would be a good time to strike. Time to move and communicate. The door had cycled twice more during Dave's thinking. As he rounded the corner of the empty building, free to move unobserved, he heard the door slam open. He froze in place, a few steps past the corner, where he could listen without being detected. Multiple footsteps approached, and sharp mutterings between two men. The footfalls changed as they crossed from the grass onto the concrete. Their voices became clearer too. "Why drag her all the way out here? It's fucking cold and wet." "'Cuz I don't wanna clean up the fucking mess when the old bitch slags, that's why! Grass will just eat it up and get nice and green next summer. Inside, the carpet and the fucking pad have to be replaced." Dave's blood boiled. He tamped it down for immediate purposes. He also started moving back the way he came. Weapon at the ready, he rounded the corner again. Three figures were just crossing off the concrete pad and back into the grass. Two males in hunter camo and a naked blonde woman sobbing as they dragged her between them. They stopped several steps off the pad. One man was out of view, the empty building blocking Dave's line of sight to him. Liv surely had a good shot on him, but she might not yet know enough to take it. She'd know soon enough though. The man Dave could see was turned away from Dave, with the woman collapsed, on her knees in front of him, looking away from Dave also. By their orientations, the man that was out of sight was probably facing the corner and would see Dave the instant he came around it. Fortune favors the brave . One of Carter's favorite phrases. Dave slipped the MP5 back behind him, on safe, he pulled the.22 pistol from his holster, and the silencer from his cargo pocket, mated them gently, and carefully began screwing the silencer in place. The woman cried out, pleading for mercy. Unseen by Dave, the second man slapped her, the sound unmistakable. Dave was moving as the slap echoed. His face etched in stone. No anger in his visage, no mercy in his eyes. His weapon came up smoothly as his feet accelerated him along the wall towards the man in his vision. Dave was now a fire and maneuver platform for the pistol. Just before he cleared the corner, he fired three rounds, all into the man's upper left back. His shot group was as perfect as the practices with Carter over the years. At least one of the rounds went through the man's heart. The suppressor dulled the sound of firing, and the subsonic ammunition avoided the supersonic crack of the rounds that would surely draw attention. The stricken man fell even as Dave came around the corner, rounding on the next target. That man was just beginning to look towards the corner with a curious expression. Dave fired again. Three rounds, just as Carter had trained him. He also dropped with no further resistance or sound. The first target was on the ground and the second descending, knees buckling beneath a falling torso, when the shuddering blonde woman registered the changes. She began to rise and turn around. Dave reached her at that same moment, grabbing her bicep and hauling her to her feet. To forestall undesirable attention, he shifted his hand from her arm to her mouth, clamping it shut. He got there just in time. The woman stared at him, terror in her wide-open eyes. He held his pistol low and to the side, but her eyes ping-ponged several times from it to his face. As frightened as she was, her eyes settled, then roved over his face. Within seconds her terror was held in check. Not gone but shoved aside. Like she was ready to believe something less evil than that of the other men's plans was now upon her. "Stay quiet, I need to get you out of here." She nodded. Wariness was present, but also a willingness to believe in; something. Grabbing her hand, Dave led her across the concrete pad and around the corner of the empty building. He didn't stop until they'd passed the length of the building, now leaning against the short wall, in full sight of Olivia. In pausing, Dave was reminded consciously of what his subconscious had of course noted; the woman wore not a stitch of clothing. He quickly averted his eyes, but not before registering her phenomenal figure. Granted, the condition of her skin on her face and her body indicated a woman with more than just a few decades of experience on this little ball of rock, but she was none the worse for wear by any means. Fit was an entirely apt description. Her tits had a natural sag, but still bore a certain firmness as well as a modest heft. And her eyes. Her eyes were captivating. Penetrating even. They stared at him from a gently rectangular face. Modestly arched eyebrows topped those gazing deep green orbs, and model perfect cheekbones provided a pedestal for those eyes to rest upon. Shapely, proportionate lips still trembled slightly beneath a nose that was not quite angular, and more than a button. Her face would fit in on a magazine cover or a boardroom. A face that could launch a thousand simps. "Let's get into the trees. My partner, Olivia, is waiting for us. Once we get away from prying eyes, we can give you something to cover up with. What's your name?"" Her face warmed briefly even as her arms instinctively moved to shield her tits. "Natasha." Her voice was unsteady, but not weak. "That way, Natasha." Dave pointed to a small gap between two young trees. Nothing he'd seen suggested she was a plant or any other kind of trap, but with only himself and Liv, he realized there was no room for fuck-ups. He spent much of his time walking sideways, keeping an eye to their rear. They entered the trees easily and without getting spotted. Natasha immediately slowed, picking her places to step more carefully with her bare feet on the woodland surface. They proceeded straight back from the buildings, in reverse of Dave's approach. He caught her arm when they reached the point to turn left towards Liv. Pointing quietly, Dave directed her on the new course. She nodded and kept moving. A few steps later, things started getting exciting. "Oh, holy Shit!" Even before his head turned, he knew the speaker was in the same vicinity as the two bodies he'd left behind. Through the intervening trees, Dave spotted a man standing in the gap between buildings. He safed the pistol and started unscrewing the silencer. There was no angle in stealth anymore. Once separated, the pistol went back in the holster and the silencer in his cargo pocket. He brought his MP5 back around. The man circled the two bodies slowly. Dave quietly moved closer to Liv, until they could see each other. With her attention on him, Dave drew his hand across his neck, then pointed at the man still examining the space where his friends had fallen. He heard the report of the rifle at nearly the same instant the back of the man's head sprouted a jet of blood and tissue. Dave hustled the last several steps to Liv's position. Liv gave him a wry smile as she looked behind him. "Recruiting more ladies, David?" As Dave began to object, her smile dropped. "I saw the whole thing. I didn't hear what was said, but they had it coming, that's for sure." "Yeah well, we need to get her warm and clothed. And still deal with these guys." "I've got spare clothes in the truck. Let her hide inside. At least get her out of the elements." Two men appeared, one on either end of the occupied building. Dave, Liv, and their charge were too deep in the trees for the men to spot. Besides, they were focused on the three bodies they could see. "Okay, I'm going to get her in sight of the truck, and then head down the backside of that building," Dave pointed to the empty building. "Got it. So, do I let these guys go back inside?" Do I tell her to take the shot? We're already all in here . Something in Dave went cold. "Once they turn back, take the shot." Liv merely nodded, her attention, earlier divided between her scope and Dave, was now fully downrange. Dave ushered Natasha along a tiny foot path, giving her some ease in foot placement. He tried to keep his eyes off her naked form, but when she jumped at Liv's first shot, the jostling of her tits was magnetic. He turned his eyes away quickly. Fortunately, he was able to spot the truck at this range. "We're going to have to work quickly to shut these guys down. Can you see that white patch through the trees?" Dave pointed in the direction he wanted her to look. Natasha nodded. "That's our truck. The door is unlocked. Get in there and get out of the wind. That will help you warm up some. Liv says she has a change of clothes behind the seat. Take a quick look to see if you can find a shirt or something. Then stay low, stay out of sight." The woman nodded again. "You are leaving me?" "I have to stop all of them before they hurt anyone else." Another shot rang out. She lunged at Dave, wrapping her arms around his neck. He was alarmed for just a moment, but he felt the shaking of her silent cries. She jolted again with the next shot. He gave her several seconds, then peeled her arms off of him. "I have to go." With that, he turned and hustled to a spot along the tree line proximate to the edge of the empty building. He was still covered by trees when he spotted a man moving toward him along the building. He's trying to flank Liv . Dave took up a firing position braced against a tree. Then he fired three rounds. The man dropped without a sound, though the shots echoed through the compound. Another crack from Liv's rifle announced her continued engagement with their opponents. If Dave didn't get engaged soon, they could overwhelm her. He sprinted across the gap and raced down the building's length. Another shot rang out. Dave reached the corner of the building, breathing hard, heart pounding. He heard feet slapping concrete and then go quiet. Swiftly turning the corner, he saw two men sprinting away, through the gap between buildings, and one more passing the other end of the building in the distance. Then another came around the corner near him, the follow-on to the two with their backs to him. He noticed Dave as Dave's SMG reached chest height. Dave's trigger finger pulled three times, smoothly, in quick succession. Three widely spaced red spots erupted on the man's chest. He fell against the wall and slid down. The man's weapon clattered to the concrete pad. Immediately, Dave shifted to the men headed away. One was beginning to turn. Dave fired on him first, this time with his weapon fully raised, taking aim and grouping his shots. Dave shifted to the second man that hadn't yet keyed on Dave's position behind him. With three rounds in his upper chest while running full tilt, the man tumbled to the ground. While Dave was taking out his targets, he'd registered two shots from Liv's rifle. That meant ten men in total they'd killed. But how many were there? At least ten, since the S U V had two men each. What Dave didn't know was how many were left behind to hold down the fort while the attackers were out. As he mulled over the issue, he dealt with two more immediate concerns. His weapon locked open on his last shot. He triggered the magazine release with his right, catching and removing the spent magazine with his left. Quickly, he stuffed the empty mag in his cargo pocket before pulling a fresh magazine from his tacvest. With a fresh magazine in place, he pressed the bolt release, driving a new round home. To be continued in part 11, Based on a post by RonanJWilkerson, in 12 parts, for Literotica.

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Welcome to Week 1 of our new series, The Practice of Gratitude.In today's message, Positioned, Pastor Josh teaches how gratitude is more than a feeling — it's a formation. It rewires our thinking, repositions our hearts, and opens us to the peace Jesus promised.Drawing on neuroscience, biblical truth, and the story of the ten lepers in Luke 17, we learn that gratitude doesn't just help us feel better—it moves us from healing to wholeness. When we remember what Jesus has done, the peace of God guards our hearts and minds.Whether you're battling stress, anxiety, spiritual dryness, or just longing for more peace, this message will strengthen your faith and give you practical tools to become a grateful person.“Peace reigns where gratitude is practiced.”▶️ Subscribe for more sermons and encouragement from Overflow Church.▶️ Join us Sundays at 9am & 11am in Grand Prairie, TX.#OverflowChurch #PastorJoshBrown #Gratitude #Peace #SpiritualFormation #PracticeOfGratitude #WholenessInChristSupport the show

Throwbacks are where I re-release old episodes from the archives. So don't worry if you have heard it already, as 'New episodes' will continue to come out on Sundays. To get some of the old episodes heard.~~~We start off tonight in the state of Texas to hear about Clifton's UFO sighting in Grand Prairie, when Clifton and his friend witnessed a large black object moving silently over their street in 2007. Then we head to North Carolina to speak to Mike about a sighting of a large cigar-shaped UFO that Mike encountered in 1976, while out on his paper round. This object with no visible means of propulsion 80-100ft in length and had a very interesting light array.More information on this episode on the podcast website:https://ufochroniclespodcast.com/ep-168-it-flew-right-over-my-head/Want to share your encounter on the show?Email: UFOChronicles@gmail.comOr Fill out Guest Form:https://forms.gle/uGQ8PTVRkcjy4nxS7Podcast Merchandise:https://www.teepublic.com/user/ufo-chronicles-podcastHelp Support UFO CHRONICLES by becoming a Patron:https://patreon.com/UFOChroniclespodcastX: https://twitter.com/UFOchronpodcastThank you for listening!Please leave a review if you enjoy the show.Like share and subscribe it really helps me when people share the show on social media, it means we can reach more people and more witnesses and without your amazing support, it wouldn't be possible.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/ufo-chronicles-podcast--3395068/support.

Throwbacks are where I re-release old episodes from the archives. So don't worry if you have heard it already, as 'New episodes' will continue to come out on Sundays. To get some of the old episodes heard.~~~We start off tonight in the state of Texas to hear about Clifton's UFO sighting in Grand Prairie, when Clifton and his friend witnessed a large black object moving silently over their street in 2007. Then we head to North Carolina to speak to Mike about a sighting of a large cigar-shaped UFO that Mike encountered in 1976, while out on his paper round. This object with no visible means of propulsion 80-100ft in length and had a very interesting light array.More information on this episode on the podcast website:https://ufochroniclespodcast.com/ep-168-it-flew-right-over-my-head/Want to share your encounter on the show?Email: UFOChronicles@gmail.comOr Fill out Guest Form:https://forms.gle/uGQ8PTVRkcjy4nxS7Podcast Merchandise:https://www.teepublic.com/user/ufo-chronicles-podcastHelp Support UFO CHRONICLES by becoming a Patron:https://patreon.com/UFOChroniclespodcastX: https://twitter.com/UFOchronpodcastThank you for listening!Please leave a review if you enjoy the show.Like share and subscribe it really helps me when people share the show on social media, it means we can reach more people and more witnesses and without your amazing support, it wouldn't be possible.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/ufo-chronicles-podcast--3395068/support.

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The gap between too few officers and too many leads is widening—and that's exactly where smart tech can actually serve people, not just impress them. Erik sits down with retired Grand Prairie veteran Kevin Cox—who built an intelligence center, stood up a drone program, and now helps agencies turn noisy data into usable truth—to unpack what really moves the needle: DFR done right, LPRs with guardrails, and analytics that turn “we should follow up on everything” into “we found the right thing fast.”Kevin charts the path from early DJI airframes and battery headaches to today's drone-as-first-responder pods that launch in minutes and arrive with context. He explains why language matters—ditch “force multiplier,” speak in terms of speed, accuracy, and accountability—and how policy and audit trails preserve public trust. We go deep on data: merging messy master-name indexes, mining body-cam transcripts for the one overheard clue, tying LPR hits to CAD and RMS, and surfacing the top leads so detectives can be heroes more often. Deconfliction isn't a buzzword here; it's officer safety and case integrity, with live alerts that keep units—and neighboring agencies—from colliding.We also take on a thorny topic: the rise of privatized policing. Kevin lays out the risks of HOA-style enforcement and a two-tier system, and shares a saner alternative—use private sensors to summon public law enforcement, keep state power public, and make oversight non-negotiable. Finally, for officers eyeing a second act, Kevin offers a candid roadmap: which tech roles fit different temperaments, how to prep years ahead, and how to translate street-earned skills into product, consulting, or sales without losing your sense of service.If you care about faster outcomes, safer officers, and cases that hold up in court, this conversation is your field guide. Subscribe, share with a teammate, and leave a review telling us the one tool you think most improves time-to-truth.Join our Discord!! https://discord.gg/BdjeTEAc 

Stories we're covering this week:• Train collides with 18-wheeler in downtown Mansfield• Former charter school employee not indicted on child pornography charges• Producers eye Mansfield as the latest film and entertainment hub• Mansfield prepares to step back in time• North Texas Soccer Club cuts the ribbon on a new era• In Sports, Week 5 of Friday Night Lights and North Texas SC says farewell to ArlingtonIn the Features Section• Tourism Manager Tim Roberts has a long list of spook-tacular events in the Cultural Arts Calendar• Angel Biasatti talks about the importance of connection and gratitude and how it affects your health and well-being in Methodist Mansfield News to Know• How important are generators and surge protection on your home? Todd Cleveland talks with a master electrician in the Home Services Advice of the Week• We'll talk with Grand Prairie's youngest elected city councilman in this week's 40 Under 40• Brian Certain serves up a drink that evokes childhood memories this week's Cocktail of the WeekIn the talk segment, Steve discusses in-studio the professional collaboration between UTA professor Roby McKuen and his student Bryce George. Plus, your chance to win a $25 gift card to a Mansfield restaurant of your choice with our Mansfield Trivia Question, courtesy of Joe Jenkins Insurance. We are Mansfield's only source for news, talk and information. This is About Mansfield.

Texas-born Chef Tiffany Derry is quickly becoming a fan favorite in the world of food TV. She was raised in Beaumont, Texas, though most of her family came from nearby Port Allen, Louisiana, which meant the culture of both states had a big influence on her. She had about 50 cousins, so she was used to huge family gatherings and potlucks where everyone had to pitch in. Her interest in food took a professional turn when she got a job working at the International House of Pancakes when she was just 15, and that's where she got her first taste of how restaurants work. Now, after traveling the world and expanding her food horizons, Tiffany is running a small empire of restaurants, including Radici Wood Fired Grill, that combine her Southern heritage and her obsession with international flavors. She's launched the Shef Food & Wine festival in Grand Prairie, Texas, which is focused on women in the culinary arts, and she's also become a popular judge on Fox's MasterChef. Sid talks to Tiffany about her legendary fried chicken recipe, the hardest part of judging young chefs in a cooking competition, and her upcoming role as a presenter at Southern Living's Illumination Charleston. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Criterion breaks down how interest rate cuts, upcoming debt maturities, and real-time deal closings are shaping its commercial real estate investment strategy right now — and what that means for you as an investor. Time Stamps: 0:00 - Introduction 1:04 - Crypto Prediction & $100 Bet 2:19 - Real Estate Market Update: Rate Cuts & Treasuries 4:14 - H-1B Visa Fee Controversy & Economic Impacts 4:43 - Criterion Deal Update: Smith Farm One Closing 5:38 - Lessons Learned From a Challenging Deal 6:38 - Aspen Dental: Construction Wrap-Up & Buyer Interest 7:25 - Grand Prairie & Burleson TLEs on the Market 8:03 - New Development: Granbury & Hudson Oaks Retail Projects 9:31 - Improved Development Timeline & Cost Planning 10:29 - How Each Deal Sharpens Our Strategy 11:18 - Midwest City Shopping Center Opportunity 11:44 - Core Strategy: Community & Neighborhood Centers 12:30 - Why We Prefer Buying Over Developing Right Now 13:09 - Market Recap: COVID to Inflation to Today 13:46 - Q2 2025 CRE Stats: Retail Up 10% 14:28 - $1.8 Trillion in Debt Maturities Ahead 15:20 - Grocery-Anchored Retail Dominance 16:48 - Walgreens Decline & Risk in Pharmacy Retail 18:03 - Fast Food, Service, & Automotive Retail Resilience 19:17 - Power Centers With Strong Inlines Performing Well 20:13 - Office: Dead or Just Dormant? 20:37 - Top CRE Markets Right Now (TX, FL, NC) 21:15 - Why We Focus on Tax-Free States 21:59 - Sports Talk Closer & Final Thoughts 22:47 - Outro Visit thecriterionfund.com and get in on the action! CommercialRealEstate #CREDeals #RealEstateInvesting #InterestRates #RateCut #RetailRealEstate #DebtMaturity #PassiveIncome #InvestmentStrategy #RealEstatePodcast #CriterionCRE #CREDevelopment #RetailReturns #TenantLeasing #RealEstateLessons

September 23rd, 2025 We gather up the brain trust of the Sweet Spot (Sean Bass & David Mino) & the Hardline (Corby Davidson, Bob Sturm & Dave Lane) led by Corby live from Grand Prairie for the 2025 Dunham & Miller Open, to give us birthdays, shoutouts, 'on this day in history' and any other nuggets to show you Why Today Doesn't Suck. Follow us on Facebook, Instagram and X Listen to past episodes on The Ticket’s Website And follow The Ticket Top 10 on Apple, Spotify or Amazon MusicSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

00:00:00 – Cold Open, Catchphrases & Alex Jones Week The boys warm up with “hey yo” catchphrase banter, then tee up a rowdy “Clips of the Week” from Alex Jones returning to air—wild out-of-context lines, masturbation jokes, and the general temperature turning up online. 00:10:00 – The Charlie Kirk Texts: “Too Perfect?” Deep read of the alleged shooter's immaculate, APA-style texts published by BBC; the crew doubts authenticity, riffs a dramatic reenactment, and flags how suspiciously exhaustive the exposition sounds. 00:20:00 – Utah, Investigations & Gizmodo's “Top 3 Conspiracies” Utah politics, drones over the event, and skepticism about authorities. Then into Gizmodo's roundup of viral narratives around Kirk's killing; a Hill soundbite slips and calls him “Charlie King.” Epstein FOIA talk pops up in hearings. 00:30:00 – “Just Look Harder” Theories & Palm-Gun Claims They dissect the crowd-video frame-hunting—hand signals, bodyguard moves—and mock the “palm gun” theory (Vince/VENIS cameo chatter), landing on “guy probably just scratched his arm.” 00:40:00 – Who's to Blame? Plus Star Trek Reactions They caution it's still early, call out info releases that muddy the waters, and pivot to fandom: Voyager's Chakotay posts sympathy while Tuvok memes “the only Kirk that matters,” showing culture-war spillover. 00:50:00 – Wrong-House Raid in Texas Breakdown of a local TV segment: Grand Prairie police hit the wrong address, shoot a homeowner in his own garage, then pursue charges against him—family demands accountability. Headlines queue up (AI “makes you dumb,” Florida health-chief woo, etc.). 01:00:00 – Trail Cam Mystery Lights in Chile Into the weird: a university wildlife camera in Patagonia snaps descending, blazing orbs; agencies and a UFO museum weigh plasmas, insects, or lens effects—no conclusive answer yet. 01:10:00 – Norway's Hessdalen & “Dusty Plasma” 101 Comparing Chile's lights to the Hessdalen research: long-lived plasma spheres, radar/optical matches, speeds, and geology-electrical hypotheses; also the region's lore of abductions around light-flap hotspots. 01:20:00 – High-Seas Gambler Jumps Overboard Wacky crime beat: a cruiser racks up ~$16.7K in casino debt, leaps off the ship near San Juan with ~$14.6K in cash, gets scooped by jet-skiing passersby, and is charged for failing to report currency. 01:30:00 – NASA vs. “3I Atlas is an Alien Mothership” The crew jokes through NASA's denial, imagines press-conference mayhem, and muses on odd brightness/rotation claims; Mars-sample talk and a “Jet-Ski Justice League” bit for good measure. 01:40:00 – Chuck E. Cheese, Ley Lines &… the UK Semi-serious theorycraft about arcades built on psychic fault lines morphs into news: Chuck E. Cheese expands to the UK; they riff that the brand's “fight club” aura might go international. 01:50:00 – Sign-Off, Parody Track & Housekeeping Wrap with show plugs, Spotify video move chatter, then a parody/“grunge” song riffing on those too-neat text messages; quick gags (“watch the skies, Mothman dispenses justice!”) and farewells.   Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research ▀▄▀▄▀ CONTACT LINKS ▀▄▀▄▀ ► Phone: 614-388-9109 ► Skype: ourbigdumbmouth ► Website: http://obdmpod.com ► Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/obdmpod ► Full Videos at Odysee: https://odysee.com/@obdm:0 ► Twitter: https://twitter.com/obdmpod ► Instagram: obdmpod ► Email: ourbigdumbmouth at gmail ► RSS: http://ourbigdumbmouth.libsyn.com/rss ► iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/our-big-dumb-mouth/id261189509?mt=2  

What happens when a razor-sharp elected official and a relentlessly curious host sit down to discuss what it takes to make lasting change? This week, JVN is joined by the unstoppable Congresswoman Jasmine Crockett — U.S. Representative from Texas, lawyer, lay it on the line truth-teller, and rising voice in the Democratic Party. Together, they unpack how to maximize our impact by understanding our political systems, tackle the messy reality of party politics, and hypothesize where Democrats are headed next. They also dive into Rep. Crockett's background as a public defender and evaluate the difference between committing a crime and having a criminal mindset, how racism shows up in redistricting battles from Texas to California, and yes — Rep. Crockett breaks down her now-iconic “bleach blonde bad built butch body” clapback.  Full Getting Better Video Episodes now available on YouTube.  Follow Congresswoman Crockett on Instagram @repjasmine  Follow us on Instagram @gettingbetterwithjvn  Follow Jonathan on Instagram @jvn BIO: Congresswoman Jasmine Crockett represents portions of Dallas and Tarrant Counties, with the cities of Dallas, Grand Prairie, DeSoto, Cedar Hill, Lancaster, Duncanville, Glenn Heights, Hutchins, Wilmer, Arlington, Ovilla, and Seagoville. Senior Producer, Chris McClure Producer, Editor & Engineer is Nathanael McClure Production support from Anne Currie and Chad Hall Our theme music is also composed by Nathanael McClure. Check out the JVN Patreon for exclusive BTS content, extra interviews, and much much more - check it out here: www.patreon.com/jvn  Curious about bringing your brand to life on the show? Email podcastadsales@sonymusic.com. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

The trio discuss a shooting of an innocent man in Grand Prairie, a vigil held for Charlie Kirk in Washington D.C., and new comments from Chief of APD Lisa Davis.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Mark and Melynda talk about a wrongful shooting in Grand Prairie, the Trump administration blowing up another Venezuelan drug boat, and Trump deploying the National Guard to Memphis. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this episode, Todd and Ian tackle the hottest real estate trends you need to know: ✅ “Buy the Dip” – What does it really mean for home buyers and seller confidence? ✅ The growing call to abolish property taxes – Do you ever truly own your home?✅ A $1 house in New York gets 80+ offers – what does this say about today's market? ✅ Grand Prairie's Goodland Project – A massive 5,000-acre master-planned community is coming to DFW. ✅ Plus, local insights: Best places to eat in Richardson & how to prep your yard for fall like a pro. We also share a real-life success story: how one seller turned $700K expectations into $713,450 in 2 days, while another nearby home sat for 66 days and sold for $460K. The difference? Marketing, strategy, and expertise.

"Ducks came for the rice, hunters came for the ducks--they both converged on the Grand Prairie, and the rest is histiry," says renowned waterfowl historian Wayne Capooth. Tracing how/when rice arrived that came to the Grand Prairie, and the sweeping changes it sparked--reshaping land, ducks, people and the culture of waterfowling forevermore--Capooth weaves history, habitat and hard-learned truths into an incredibly informative and entertaining conversation. Y'all aint going to believe some of these yesteryear stories!   Visit the Legendary Brands That Make MOJO's Duck Season Somewhere Podcast Possible: MOJO Outdoors  Alberta Professional Outfitters Society Benelli Shotguns Bow and Arrow Outdoors Ducks Unlimited  Flash Back Decoys GetDucks.com HuntProof Premium Waterfowl App Inukshuk Professional Dog Food  Migra Ammunitions onX Maps  Use code GetDucks25 Sitka Gear SoundGear Tom Beckbe USHuntList.com   Like what you heard? Let us know! • Tap Subscribe so you never miss an episode. • Drop a rating—it's like a high-five in the duck blind. • Leave a quick comment: What hit home? What made you laugh? What hunt did it remind you of? • Share this episode with a buddy who lives for duck season.   Want to partner? Have or know a story to share? Contact: Ramsey Russell ramsey@getducks.com

Send us a textIn 1995, a tragic crime in Grand Prairie, Texas, shocked the nation and became known as the Texas Cadet Murder. The case involved two promising high school students—Diane Zamora and David Graham—both of whom were aspiring military cadets with bright futures ahead of them. Their intense romantic relationship took a dark turn when jealousy and obsession spiraled into violence.According to court records, Graham confessed to Zamora that he had a brief encounter with fellow student Adrianne Jones, a 16-year-old track star. Enraged by the revelation, Zamora reportedly demanded he "make things right." What followed was a carefully planned and ultimately fatal ambush. In December 1995, Adrianne was lured out under false pretenses and murdered.The shocking nature of the crime and the young age of those involved drew widespread media attention. In 1997, the story was adapted into a made-for-TV movie titled Love's Deadly Triangle: The Texas Cadet Murder, starring Holly Marie Combs and David Lipper. The film dramatizes the events leading up to the murder and offered viewers a glimpse into the psychological unraveling that led to such a tragic outcome.More than two decades later, the case remains a haunting example of how unchecked emotions and toxic loyalty can have irreversible consequences.Sources: *This podcast is independently produced using publicly available information and personal research. I approach each story with care and respect, though I recognize that I may not always have access to every voice or perspective involved. If you're connected to the story and would like to share your experience, I truly welcome the opportunity to include your insights in a future update.Blind Love: The True Story of the Texas Cadet Murder by Peter Meyer https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sITCDhYg6JM&pp=0gcJCfwAo7VqN5tDhttps://www.oxygen.com/prosecuting-evil-with-kelly-siegler/crime-news/diane-zamora-david-graham-murdered-adrianne-joneshttps://www.nbcnews.com/id/wbna17965475https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x7205r5*This podcast is independently produced using publicly available information and personal research. I approach each story with care and respect, though I recognize that I may not always have access to every voice or perspective involved. If you're connected to the story and would like to share your experience, I truly welcome the opportunity to include your insights in a future update. Email Residue: residuepodcast@gmail.comFind RESIDUE online:Instagram: @residuepodcastTik Tok: @residuepodcast Facebook: Residue:A True Crime Podcast Credits: RESIDUE is Hosted/Produced/Researched/Edited by Chrissy Champagne THEME SONG: "Dance Of Death" by Purple Planet Music collection written and performed by Chris Martyn and Geoff Harvey. Additional music provided by Epidemic Sound. Residue logo designed by Tricia Cappelli

“Why would anyone own a deadly cobra… and build the cage themselves?”That's the question that kicks off one of the most bizarre and hilarious segments on The Ben and Skin Show, featuring hosts Ben Rogers, Jeff “Skin” Wade, Kevin “KT” Turner, and Krystina Ray. This episode dives headfirst into the infamous Grand Prairie cobra escape—marking its four-year anniversary—and spirals into a mix of outrageous storytelling, local news oddities, and laugh-out-loud commentary.

Kainan is a covenant member at Fielder Church in Grand Prairie, Texas, where he serves as a commissioned shepherd, Bible teacher, and church planting resident. He earned his BA in Communication Theory from Dallas Baptist University, and is currently pursuing a Master of Theological Studies at Grimké Seminary in their School of Urban Ministry. Join the Theology in the Raw community for as little as $5/month to get access to premium content.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Send us a textHello and welcome back to Breakfast with MomWest Dallas is an area consisting of many communities and neighborhoods in Dallas, Texas, United States. West Dallas lies just west of Downtown Dallas, north of Oak Cliff, and east of Irving and Grand Prairie.Largely lying in the Trinity River floodplain, the area's history has been largely defined by its relationship to the river, to industry, and to downtown. Although not incorporated into Dallas until the 1950s, West Dallas has had a close but problematic relationship to the city since its founding. The area is currently undergoing significant changes due to its central location within the city, attracting new development and revitalization efforts but also threatening existing communities.Sources:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/West_Dallashttps://blog.smu.edu/engagedallas/resource-library/history-of-west-dallas/1907-beginnings-of-cement-city/https://www.tshaonline.org/handbook/entries/cement-txhttps://issuu.com/advocatemediadallas/docs/oc-3-17/s/26860175https://www.findagrave.com/cemetery/1507637/el-camposanto-de-cemento-grandeAll the things: Music: "Electronic Rock (King Around Here)" by Alex Grohl https://pixabay.com/music/search/electronic%20rock%20kingLogo Artwork: Strawbeary Studios https://www.youtube.com/@StrawbearyStudios/featuredEpisode was researched, edited and written by ShanoaSocial Media:  https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100090200010112X (formerly Twitter): @breakfastmompodEmail: breakfastwithmompodcast@gmail.com

In the months of June-August, First Presbyterian Church of Columbia will be hosting visiting pastors from across the reformed world to speak and preach on a weekly basis - and here at One Another we will be inviting them onto the podcast to introduce themselves and give us insights into their areas of expertise and the state of Christianity in the modern world. We may not get them all, but we look forward to speaking with many of these great leaders! Dr. John Currie (DMin, Westminster Theological Seminary) is professor of pastoral theology at Westminster Theological Seminary. Dr. Currie's academic interests include expository preaching and pastoral leadership. Dr. Currie has extensive pastoral experience and is an ordained minister in the Orthodox Presbyterian Church. Before serving at Redeemer OPC, Currie also served as a Teaching Pastor at Church of the Saviour in Wayne, Pennsylvania, as a pastor at Cornerstone Presbyterian Church in Ambler, Pennsylvania, and as a Senior Pastor at Grand Prairie Alliance Church in Grand Prairie, Alberta, Canada. In addition, Dr. Currie has served as a Youth Pastor. Be sure to come back every Tuesday for new episodes and find us on the following platforms as well: Find us on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/oneanotherpodcast?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet&igsh=ZDNlZDc0MzIxNw== Find us on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/4RGIMhed26LZsl9TI56yPN?si=2924a1be839549b9 Find us on Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/one-another/id1797190030

From childhood trauma to deep encounters with God, Dr. Isaac's journey is one of heartbreak, healing, and hope. Marked by loss, rebellion, and moments of darkness, his life took a dramatic turn when he encountered the love and power of Jesus. This is a raw and honest testimony of redemption—a reminder that no matter how far you've gone, you're never beyond God's reach.Listen on Podcast Spotify Podcast ⇨ https://spoti.fi/3RBKdq3Apple Podcast ⇨ https://apple.co/3evzCuuConnect with ushttps://www.facebook.com/delafetestimonieshttps://www.instagram.com/delafetestimonies/Connect with Dr. Issac:Youtube ⇨ https://www.youtube.com/@DrIsaacSchaefferWebsite ⇨ https://www.jahshua.org/Email ⇨ covenantpoint@gmail.comCredits:Testimony by Dr. Issac SchaefferDirected by Eric Villatoro Interviewed by Eric Villatoro Edited By Darvin RamirezAudio Mixed by Paul Nicholas Production Assistant: Darvin Ramirez, Joshua GayleTestimony Recorded in Grand Prairie, TexasDelafé Testimonies is a global evangelistic project with the mission of creating the world's largest archive of Jesus testimonies until His return. Chapters00:00 Merch Update!01:41 Warning01:44 Growing Up In Antigua & Barbuda 03:58 Sexually Abused at a Young Age 05:26 A Traumatic Experience within Church 06:32 Surrounding Myself With The Wrong Crowd 08:30 Becoming a Parent at the Age of 15 10:01 Moving to The Mainland 11:38 My View of God 14:18 The Moment The Holy Spirit Entered My Life 17:55 Receiving a Prophetic Dream 19:25 Falling into Depression After My Divorce 22:20 The Consequences of My Own Desires 25:54 God Gives Me a Vision 28:37 The Effects of My Sexual Brokenness 31:35 My Relationship With My Eldest Daughter 32:29 A Word For The Teen Parents 36:01 Being Open and Transparent About The Abuse I Experienced 40:28 Who is Jesus to You? 41:22 Prayer 44:23 Final Words “I Couldn't Overcome LUST Until I Saw THIS…"

At just 12 years old, Alma prayed for Jesus to enter her heart — unaware of the storms ahead. From childhood trauma, abuse, and rebellion to a miraculous encounter with the Holy Spirit and healing through Christ, her story is one of pain, perseverance, and redemption. Watch as Alma shares how Jesus transformed her life, restored her identity, and broke generational cycles.Listen on Podcast Spotify Podcast ⇨ https://spoti.fi/3RBKdq3Apple Podcast ⇨ https://apple.co/3evzCuuConnect with ushttps://www.facebook.com/delafetestimonieshttps://www.instagram.com/delafetestimonies/Credits:Testimony by Alma HernandezDirected by Eric Villatoro Interviewed by Eric Villatoro Edited By Joshua GayleAudio Mixed by Paul Nicholas Testimony Recorded in Grand Prairie, TexasDelafé Testimonies is a global evangelistic project with the mission of creating the world's largest archive of Jesus testimonies until His return. Chapters00:00 Introduction00:22 John 3:16 and My Salvation Moment01:46 Seeing My Parents Get Divorced at Age 603:30 My Grandmother Starts Taking Us to Church4:55 Being Physically Abused by My Mother07:16 Moving to the United States11:51 Saying Yes to Jesus but Still Having a Hard Time13:16 Being Sexually Abused as a Teenager16:30 Living in Rebellion18:57 Encountering the Holy Spirit at a Youth Retreat22:40 Getting Baptized and Serving in Church24:24 Becoming Pregnant at 1629:59 Almost Ending My Life 31:55 Rededicating My Life to Jesus35:17 Meeting My Husband38:18 Repeating My Mom's Patterns40:22 Encountering the Lord Again 44:29 Understanding My Identity in Jesus47:31 Telling My Husband About the Abuse51:21 Healing and Restoration53:57 To Those Who Have Been Abused and Have Kept Silent56:47 Who is Jesus To You?57:26 Final WordsJESUS Healed My Heart After I Confessed THIS… (Testimony)Alma Hernandez Testimony

Peter Della Penna and Aaman Patel recap an action-packed weekend from Grand Prairie, where Washington Freedom dominated, the San Francisco Unicorns maintained their unbeaten run, and the Texas Super Kings continued to falter at home, despite Faf du Plessis' heroics. Plus, an exclusive interview with MLC CEO Johnny Grave, who talks about the league's vision, stadium expansion, and grassroots growth across the U.S. Stay connected with us on ⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠, ⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠, ⁠⁠X,⁠⁠ ⁠⁠TikTok⁠⁠, and ⁠⁠Facebook ⁠⁠, @uscricketnow We want to hear from YOU! Email us: uscricketnow@gmail.com Chapters 00:00 Introduction 02:58 Washington Freedom's Performance and Key Players 06:15 Texas Super Kings Struggles and Faf du Plessis' Form 09:04 Bowling Challenges and Conditions at Grand Prairie 12:05 San Francisco Unicorns' Dominance and Player Performances 15:00 Interview with Major League Cricket CEO Johnny Grave 18:01 Points Table Analysis and Upcoming Matches 20:58 Listener Questions & Conclusion Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

You're invited to join us on July 5th in Grand Prairie, Texas for the Flipping Tables Tour! You'll experience the BEST Christian Hip Hop Music! Click here for more details and to grab your tickets now! This week, I had the honor of having a Cafecito Chat with Jpsalms, Christian Hip Hop Artist, Entrepreneur and Ministry Leader! He shares with us what it means to live fearlessly and set free for God, and how Set Free Music started and the journey he has been on. Watch the full episode on YouTube now Grab your Cafecito and share this episode with your Amigas! Follow Jpsalms on Instagram: @setfree.jpsalms Songs featured on this episode by Set Free Music: Momma-Brother Rico Ft Jpsalms & Fran Shutting Up-Jpsalms Ft Lucky Luciano & Brother Rico No Hook-Brother Rico Ft Lighthouse & Jpsalms Fearless Men Episode with Oscar Rico Follow The Fearless Mujer Podcast on IG @thefearlessmujerpodcast

Our Chief Love Officer, Steve Harvey has advice for... April in Paramus – I hid my husband’s phone and I went walking in the neighborhood. I wanted to see how he’d react. He pulled up on me and accused me of trying to check his calls and texts. Why was he so mad? Is it a sign that he’s hiding something from me? Leon in Burbank – My wife and I can argue and scream at each other and an hour later, she’s calling me ‘baby’ and acting normal. I’m usually still be mad about whatever caused the argument, but she’s not. Why does my wife pick fights with me over nonsense? Robin in Milwaukee – I’ve practically begged my husband for sex the last five times we’ve had it. He said it’s him and not me. If his sex drive has decreased, I get it, but I’ve heard him in the shower and everything seems fine with him. So why doesn’t he want sex? Kenneth in Grand Prairie – My girlfriend invited me to a wedding in Hawaii and I don’t want to spend the money on the two airline tickets. That’s the only reason she invited me. Can I be honest and tell her I don’t want to spend the money or should I lie to her? Steve Harvey Morning Show Online: http://www.steveharveyfm.com/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this powerful episode of Simple Faith, Rusty George sits down with Zia Hassan, a former Sunni Muslim born in Pakistan who spent over five decades faithfully practicing Islam. After moving to the United States in the early 1980s and building a successful life as a restaurant executive, husband, and father, Zia experienced a profound transformation in 2004—one that would lead him to explore the Christian faith of his ancestors.Zia shares his remarkable story of how a life-changing moment sparked a spiritual journey toward Jesus Christ, ultimately leading him to embrace a new faith. Now a devoted follower of Christ and active member of Crossroads Christian Church in Grand Prairie, Zia opens up about the challenges, revelations, and deep peace he's found along the way.Join us for an inspiring conversation about courage, conviction, and the simple yet profound power of faith.

This is our first VIDEO episode! You can watch on YouTube! Subscribe, share with friends, and do not forget to add us on social media!The format of this episode is a little different due to all the announcements and progress we have made over the last two weeks. So we start the show with a little introduction and a description of what listeners can expect. The meat of the episode is Judge Tim O'Hare's Racial Gerrymandering attempt by redistricting our precincts in the middle of a census period with NO NEW DATA!The trio discusses its impact on Fort Worth and why our leadership is not doing more. They also ignited a conversation about what our city council can do now that Democrats have the majority of the seats. Enjoy the show!SHORT STORY #1: Welcome to our first video show!SHORT STORY #2: Welcome Wesley Kirk as 817 ProducerSHORT STORY #3: What to expect from the podcastBIG STORY: Tarrant County Redistricting Efforts and How it Harms All of USCity Council adopts as a resolution in opposition to Tarrant County's redistricting.Articles: https://fortworthreport.org/2025/05/20/fort-worth-council-narrowly-opposes-tarrant-county-redistricting-along-partisan-lines/ County Commissioners Court flooded with opposition.https://fortworthreport.org/2025/05/20/residents-voice-their-support-concerns-over-tarrant-countys-contentious-redistricting-process/The Grand Prairie city council unanimously encouraged the Tarrant County commissioners court to maintain the current precinct lines and reject the proposed lines.Articles: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DJ5sd15uMg0/?igsh=MTl0dzJ1eHEyOGZqMg%3D%3DWINS, LOSSES, and ACTIONS

Christianity isn't based on blind faith, but on the reality that Jesus lived, died, and rose again. Today I'm joined by apologist Sean McDowell to talk about all the evidence we have for the resurrection of Jesus, and how we can wisely engage with seekers and skeptics about the hope we have in Christ.    Show Notes:  Chasing Love: Sex, Love, and Relationships in a Confused Culture by Sean McDowell  Same-Sex Marriage: A Thoughtful Approach to God's Design for Marriage by Sean McDowell   Evidence for the Resurrection: What it Means for your Relationship with God by Sean McDowell and Josh McDowell  The Case for the Resurrection of Jesus by Gary Habermas  More Than a Carpenter by Josh McDowell and Sean McDowell Foxe's Book of Martyrs by John Foxe On the Resurrection series by Gary Habermas   The Church Affiliate program brings the Colson Fellows Program to your local church. Pastors and church leaders can go through the Colson Fellows Program for free, so they are able to launch a Church Affiliate cohort and bring worldview training to their church members. For more details, visit colsoncenter.org/church.    Summit Ministries' 12-day Student Conferences are for young adults who refuse to settle. It's for those ready to take risks, ask big questions, and push past what's comfortable. There, you'll find friends who understand and mentors who will help you discover what it truly means to live with purpose. Register for Student Conferences using code STRONG25 for $200 off. Go to summit.org/promotions/strong women.   Educators—your worldview matters. It shapes your school. It shapes your classroom. It shapes your students. Are you cultivating a thoroughly Christian worldview? The Rooted Educator Worldview Summit is designed to help you do that. Join ACSI and the Colson Center June 16-18 in Grand Prairie, TX for this year's Worldview Summit. The lineup of speakers is one you don't want to miss: Dr. Larry Taylor of ACSI, author and speaker Brett Kunkle of Maven, author and speaker Alisa Childers, and more! This event is designed to help you cultivate your worldview so you can shape your students' faith for a lifetime. Time is running out to register! Secure your spot today at acsi.org/rooted.   The Strong Women Podcast is a product of the Colson Center which equips Christians to live out their faith with clarity, confidence, and courage in this cultural moment. Through commentaries, podcasts, videos, and more, we help Christians better understand what's happening in the world, and champion what is true and good wherever God has called them.  Learn more about the Colson Center here: https://www.colsoncenter.org/   Visit our website and sign up for our email list so that you can stay up to date on what we are doing here and also receive our monthly journal: https://www.colsoncenter.org/strong-women    Join Strong Women on Social Media:   https://www.facebook.com/StrongWomenCC  https://www.facebook.com/groups/strongwomencommunitycc/  https://www.instagram.com/strongwomencc/  https://linktr.ee/strongwomencc 

Join us on the Gotta Run Podcast as we chat with Ryan Smook, an ultramarathon runner from Grand Prairie, Alberta, who shares his incredible journey of getting into the prestigious Western States Endurance Run. Ryan talks about his beginnings in the ultrarunning community, inspired by friends and facing the notorious Canadian Death Race. Discover how Ryan tackled the grueling Sinister 7 and The Divide 200 and how he remarkably secured his spot at Western States with just four lottery tickets. Ryan also touches on the support from his family, the ultrarunning community, and preparing for what will be his first international race. Here is Ryan... You can follow Ryan on Instagram here : https://www.instagram.com/smooksrunning/   Save 5% on Kinesys Sunscreen by using this link https://www.kinesysactive.ca/?ref=gottarun Save 20% on Caffeine Bullet by using coupon code GOTTARUN https://caffeinebullet.com/GOTTARUN Save 10% on Air Relax by using our coupon code GOTTARUN https://www.airrelax.ca/?ref=GOTTARUN   If you enjoyed our show please leave a rating and review.  We would really appreciate it. Check out the Gotta Run Racing website here and use promo code GRRPODCAST for discounts - gottarunracing.com Check out our YouTube Channel here - https://youtube.com/@GottaRunRacing Check out GRR Facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/gottarunracing/ Check out GRR Instagram here: https://www.instagram.com/gottarunracing/ Support us on Patreon here : https://www.patreon.com/gottarunracing

A diverse background ranging from dirt work to duck guide led Hunter Johnson to managing habitat for a pair of top-notch Arkansas duck clubs. With one on the famed Grand Prairie and the other in the Cache River Bottoms, Johnson employs diverse strategies to attract and hold ducks throughout a sixty-day duck season. The guys discuss habitat, food plots, timber stand improvement (TSI), flooded unharvested crops, pressure management, and scouting. Thanks to our sponsors: Tom Beckbe, Ducks Unlimited, Perfect Limit Outdoors, Sitka Gear, Greenhead: The Arkansas Duck Hunting Magazine, Lile Real Estate and Purina Pro Plan.Send us a textAll Rights Reserved. Please subscribe, rate and share The Standard Sportsman podcast.

Some of the hottest neighborhoods in Dallas are located in downtown, Oak Cliff, northwest and West Dallas. These areas can get about 12 degrees hotter than other parts of the city during the summer, according to Dallas' latest urban heat island effect study. In other news, the federal government has until March 18 to pay Catholic Charities Fort Worth millions in grant funds that have been withheld since January; a 5-year-old boy reported missing in Grand Prairie over the weekend has been found dead, police officials confirmed Monday. Santiago Aburto Gonzalez was reported missing after he was seen Sunday evening leaving his home at the Ashton Park apartment complex; and a Dallas city official is set to get time with Saks Global as the date for the closure of the downtown Neiman Marcus nears. Dallas city manager Kimberly Bizor Tolbert is slated to have a conversation with the department store. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Plus, the body of a missing Grand Prairie 5-year-old was found in a creek on Monday, and loved ones mourned the loss of a 14-year-old girl in Garland.

Alex and Jeremy are joined in studio by Pastor Nathan Zekveld to discuss a biblical theology of taxes. A totalitarian State will always attempt to usurp it's God-ordained role and authority, and tax citizens beyond what is morally and biblically permissible. Upholding a biblical view of the individual, the family, private property, and limited government requires us to limit taxes. Pastor Nathan is a Pastor at Christ Covenant Church of Grand Prairie, Alberta. He recently wrote a very helpful article for Alberta Reformer:https://www.albertareformer.ca/just_taxation_are_there_no_limitsSHOW SPONSOR: Resistance Coffee Co.For fresh-roasted coffee without the burnt aftertaste of communism, check out Resistance Coffee Co.: www.resistancecoffee.com Get full access to Dominion Press at www.dominionpress.ca/subscribe

In this special episode, Jennie Allen shares a powerful message from the E-Women Conference in Lynchburg, VA about the lies that hold us captive and how we can fight back with truth. Drawing from her book Get Out of Your Head and the theme of spiritual warfare, Jennie unpacks how the enemy works through our thoughts to keep us stuck in fear, insecurity, and defeat. Jennie will be in DFW again with our friends at Extraordinary Women at Crossroads Church, Grand Prairie on March 29th --> https://ewomen.net/grand-prairie-tx-2025/ But here's the good news—God has given us the power to take every thought captive and replace lies with His truth! In this episode, Jennie offers practical tools for recognizing the lies we believe, shifting our mindset, and walking in freedom. This message will encourage and equip you to fight the battles in your mind with Scripture and the power of the Holy Spirit. HELPFUL LINKS • Tune in Feb 28 and March 1 to watch Gather25 at live.gather25.com • Get Jennie's book Get Out of Your Head → jennieallen.com/gooyh CONNECT ON SOCIALS Instagram | YouTube | Facebook | TikTok | Pinterest Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Ustrasana ~ Taxi Ride (24 July 2009 - Grand Prairie, TX)

Support our channel & Become a Partner ⇨  https://www.missiondelafe.org/   Listen on Podcast Spotify Podcast ⇨ https://spoti.fi/3RBKdq3Apple Podcast ⇨ https://apple.co/3evzCuuConnect with ushttps://www.facebook.com/delafetestimonieshttps://www.instagram.com/delafetestimonies/Connect with Jeramiah:Instagram ⇨ https://www.instagram.com/jailynnmusic/Facebook ⇨ https://www.facebook.com/theshepherdsheepTikTok ⇨ https://www.tiktok.com/@jailynnmusic Credits:Testimony by Jeramiah BaileyDirected by Eric Villatoro Interviewed by Eric VillatoroEdited By Darvin Ramirez and Joshua GayleAudio Mixed by Paul Nicholas Testimony Recorded in Grand Prairie, TexasDelafé Testimonies is a global evangelistic project with the mission of creating the world's largest archive of Jesus testimonies until His return. Our vision is to save souls, build community, and set people free through the testimony of Jesus.Chapters00:00 Introduction00:36 Growing Up in Church With a Single Mother02:42 Receiving a Prophetic Word At a Young Age04:45 Getting Baptized at 1305:28 Getting into Trouble At an Early Age 06:21 Exposing Myself to Witchcraft For the First Time09:15 Being Tormented in My Dreams10:59 Getting Into Gang Activity13:42 Being Sent to Houston to Live with My Dad15:38 My Introduction to Drugs16:40 Getting Initiated Into The Bloods Gang20:32 Willing to Die For My Gang23:57 God Stops Me From Committing My First Murder26:20 Reflecting On My Life and Pleading With God27:27 Giving My Life to Jesus29:39 Being Sold Out for Jesus After a Near Death Experience31:37 Being Filled With the Holy Spirit 35:36 Falling into a Trance and Hearing God's Voice37:16 Making Christian Rap Music39:37 Who is Jesus To You?40:44 Prayer43:18 Final WordsBLOOD Gang Member Gives His Life to JESUS!

Support our channel & Become a Partner ⇨  https://www.missiondelafe.org/   Listen on Podcast Spotify Podcast ⇨ https://spoti.fi/3RBKdq3Apple Podcast ⇨ https://apple.co/3evzCuuConnect with ushttps://www.facebook.com/delafetestimonieshttps://www.instagram.com/delafetestimonies/Connect with Adrian:Instagram ⇨ instagram.com/evenif_podcastCredits:Testimony by Adrian Marlon Ward Jr.Directed by Eric Villatoro Interviewed by Eric VillatoroEdited By David Pauta and Joshua GayleAudio Mixed by Paul Nicholas Testimony Recorded in Grand Prairie, TexasDelafé Testimonies is a global evangelistic project with the mission of creating the world's largest archive of Jesus testimonies until His return. Our vision is to save souls, build community, and set people free through the testimony of Jesus.Chapters00:00 Introduction00:36 Being Abused By My Biological Father03:17 My First Encounter with God As a Child08:08 Learning About Jesus From My Grandmother10:46 Moving To the Projects15:30 My First Sexual Encounters20:08 Seeing God As a Genie21:19 Meeting My Wife, Going to Church With Her23:00 Being Unfaithful to My Wife 26:27 Crying Out To God27:39 Finding a New Church30:49 Giving My Life to Jesus32:22 The Restoration Process37:50 Receiving Deliverance39:58 What I Would Say To My Younger Self41:55 Who is Jesus To You?42:52 My Relationship With My Parents Today45:25 Prayer48:17 Final WordsI Confessed My Affair To My Wife, Her Response Shocked Me... (Testimony)Adrian Marlon Ward Jr. Testimony

Support our channel & Become a Partner ⇨  https://www.missiondelafe.org/   Listen on Podcast Spotify Podcast ⇨ https://spoti.fi/3RBKdq3Apple Podcast ⇨ https://apple.co/3evzCuuConnect with ushttps://www.facebook.com/delafetestimonieshttps://www.instagram.com/delafetestimonies/Connect with Gabe:Instagram ⇨ Youtube ⇨ Email ⇨  Credits:Testimony by Gabriel Peter Flores Jr.Directed by Eric Villatoro Interviewed by Eric VillatoroEdited By Darvin Ramirez and Joshua GayleAudio Mixed by Paul Nicholas Testimony Recorded in Grand Prairie, TexasDelafé Testimonies is a global evangelistic project with the mission of creating the world's largest archive of Jesus testimonies until His return. Our vision is to save souls, build community, and set people free through the testimony of Jesus.Chapters00:00 Introduction 00:36 A Tumultuous Childhood03:22 Fleeing My Dad in the Middle of the Night05:48 Smoking, Drinking and Partying as a Teenager08:28 Becoming An Addict10:43 My Encounter with Jesus16:26 Still Running From God21:29 Seeing Demons While High on Psychedelics27:09 Giving My Life to Jesus29:36 Reading the Bible for Hours a Day31:31 Backsliding for Six Years34:06 Being Invited to Church for the First Time34:53 The Day Jesus Caught My Attention37:03 The Lord Strips Away Old Habits38:45 Who is Jesus To You?39:43 Prayer41:56 Final WordsThis ONE Encounter with JESUS Changed His Life Forever...

Support our channel & Become a Partner ⇨  https://www.missiondelafe.org/   Listen on Podcast Spotify Podcast ⇨ https://spoti.fi/3RBKdq3Apple Podcast ⇨ https://apple.co/3evzCuuConnect with ushttps://www.facebook.com/delafetestimonieshttps://www.instagram.com/delafetestimonies/Connect with David:Facebook ⇨ https://www.facebook.com/davescarberryEmail ⇨ DSJust1city@gmail.comYoutube ⇨ https://www.youtube.com/@UCigKr5fdaQzRew8DR5jNIMQ Credits:Testimony by David ScarberryDirected by Eric Villatoro Interviewed by Eric VillatoroEdited By Joshua GayleAudio Mixed by Paul Nicholas Testimony Recorded in Grand Prairie, TexasDelafé Testimonies is a global evangelistic project with the mission of creating the world's largest archive of Jesus testimonies until His return. Our vision is to save souls, build community, and set people free through the testimony of Jesus.Chapters00:00 Introduction00:37 Abusing Drugs from the Age of 1102:03 Becoming Addicted to Crystal Meth03:56 Getting Arrested and Going to Prison08:39 Experiencing God's Favor While in Prison14:04 Released from Prison, But No Change19:03 God Blesses Me With a House26:18 Starting an Upholstery Company30:21 Getting Hooked on Meth Again35:01 My Son is Taken From Me37:46 Trying to Get Closer to God and Beat Addiction41:44 Relapsing Again46:56 Being Freed from Addiction Through Baptism53:05 The Lord Transforms My Life56:21 Prayer58:08 The Detox Process1:02:45 Getting My Son Back after Surrendering to Jesus1:05:06 Who is Jesus To You?1:05:56 My Relationship with My Parents Today1:08:56 Final Words16 Year METH Addiction GONE After THIS ONE MOMENT...

Support our channel & Become a Partner ⇨  https://www.missiondelafe.org/   Listen on Podcast Spotify Podcast ⇨ https://spoti.fi/3RBKdq3Apple Podcast ⇨ https://apple.co/3evzCuuConnect with ushttps://www.facebook.com/delafetestimonieshttps://www.instagram.com/delafetestimonies/Connect with Omar:Facebook ⇨ https://www.facebook.com/people/The-Lost-Found/61563490234999/Instagram ⇨ https://www.instagram.com/thelostandfoundluke1910/Tiktok ⇨  https://www.tiktok.com/@thelostandfoundluke1910Credits:Testimony by Omar GarciaDirected by Eric Villatoro Interviewed by Eric VillatoroEdited By Joshua GayleAudio Mixed by Paul Nicholas Testimony Recorded in Grand Prairie, TexasDelafé Testimonies is a global evangelistic project with the mission of creating the world's largest archive of Jesus testimonies. Our vision is to save souls, build community, and set people free through the testimony of Jesus.Chapters00:00 Introduction00:36 Why Share My Testimony01:27 Being Raised By a Single Mom in Mexico06:41 Mom Leaves My Stepdad, Starts Relying On Me Financially10:32 Early Introductions to Church13:48 Giving My Life to Jesus as a Teenager18:58 A Dream from God That Forever Shapes My Life26:26 The Lord Sends Another Dream to Warn Me31:10 Straying from the Lord in High School36:35 Seeking Validation in Parties and Women38:04 My First Marriage41:55 Bondage, Depression, Alcohol and Lust46:38 Crying out to God in Desperation49:57 Meeting My Wife53:17 God Speaks to Me Again1:00:12 Drawing Close to the Lord Again1:02:37 A Man Prays for Me in a Strip Club1:10:20 Getting to Know the Man Who Prayed for Me1:12:17 Fully Surrendering to Jesus1:16:49 Experiencing God's Redemption1:22:02 The Importance of Speaking God's Word1:26:41 PrayerI Ran Away From God for Over 20 Years Until THIS Happened... (Powerful Testimony)Omar Garcia Testimony

Episode 173. World Sake Day comes once a year on Oct 1st.  For sake fans across the globe, this is our big holiday... think Christmas-4th of July-Halloween all rolled into one! What better way for us to mark the day then with a live recording of Sake Revolution in front of a studio audience and featuring an interview and tasting with our two New York City Tojis: Brandon Doughan of Brooklyn Kura and Shinobu Kato of Kato Sake Works. Our friends and sake fans who attended this live recording at the Brooklyn Kura Taproom on Oct 1st, 2024, got to taste along with us as we explored the sake and the stories of these two outstanding brewers.  We also welcomed audience questions for a fun-filled roundtable of sake exploration and learning - with lots of laughs along the way.  Listen in as we celebrate Sake Day 2024 live and in person! #SakeRevolutionSupport the show

Here's the link to the article about the stores and products impacted by the listeria outbreak. Republican incumbent Ted Cruz and Democratic challenger Colin Allred came out swinging in their Tuesday night debate, each portraying their opponent as too extreme to serve in the U.S. Senate; In other news, the Grand Prairie school board can't terminate the superintendent after a Dallas County judge granted a temporary restraining order blocking an immediate decision on his future with the district. Superintendent Jorge L. Arredondo sued the trustees ahead of a scheduled Thursday meeting during which they were expected to discuss his employment; the listeria-launched recall of nearly 10 million pounds of meat and chicken products has reached the store brands of seven of the top 10 grocery-selling chains in the nation, a few other chains you probably know about and several name brands.  BrucePac announced a recall of all ready-to-eat meat and poultry items made in that facility between June 19 and Oct. 8. That culminates to about 9,986,245 pounds of beef, pork, turkey — and, most of all, chicken; And are you ready to cast your ballot in the November fifth general election? The Dallas Morning News is introducing a new tool to help you vote with confidence, Back to the Ballot. Back to the Ballot is a personalized voter education course. Simply take a three question quiz, tell us about your interests, and we'll send you stories directly to your inbox. The News polled thousands of voters who said they'd like more information about voting essentials,  issues that will appear on the ballot, and how their vote impacts the community they live in. Back to the Ballot is our way of helping our community stay informed and confident as they head to the polls. Ready to get started? Take the quiz now at dallasnews.com/ballot. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

To hear the full episode, subscribe to The Dumb Zone Patreon - Patreon.com/TheDumbZoneWith Danny Balis in for Jake, we talk Dallas Cowboys with Voch Lombardi, Fox 4's Steve Noviello drops by to preview his upcoming shows with Dan and Jake, *local* comedian, Vinnie Corrales, sits in with us all day, and we backsell training camp, MBR extra, and today's news featuring the foaming agent in Grand Prairie water ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★