I reached the front hall and watched through the very large cracks in the front door as the SUV pulled into view, followed by a military truck that looked suspiciously like Commander Li's truck, and two transport trucks large enough to block half the driveway.
Their headlights swept across the damaged front of the mansion before they finally came to a stop. Yuche swept me up into his arms and 'opened' the door. He stepped out onto the porch so that we could see all the tarps, wood, pipes, toolboxes, and stacks of supplies that the guys brought home.
For one brief moment, I forgot to be pissed.
They had actually done it.
They had left to bring back a few useful people and returned with enough materials to begin putting the house back together.
