Jessica prepared the bottles and Seth lined them up in the box. Keeping them from spilling fuel in the car was tricky since Alex was driving so erratically. She kept asking him if he was sure this was the best way to go and he replied that it was the only way to eliminate these threats from society. That all his research had verified it.<br/><br/>"But wont' we be in trouble with the law?" she inquired, but Alex seemed almost demented in his fervor . He nearly howled  with outrage at her impertinence but kept a tight grip on the steering wheel. As they shot around the corner on two wheels, Seth took the Bic lighter from his pocket,<br/><br/>Jessica rolled the window down and leaned out.<br/><br/>"Come on, light the damned thing," she instructed. Seth held the flame to the rag and handed the bottle to Jess.<br/><br/>She flung it at the strange wooden house that rose so majestically into the sky. The weathered boards that were layered like fish scales were dry and gray with neglect and age. The molitov cocktail burst against the front porch and with a whoosh the front door was alight. Alex hurled around the corner, without stopping at the sign. Jessica sighed with relief at the lack of traffic, but before she could make sense of what he was doing, Alex was headed back down the street toward the house.<br/><br/>"Once again, Jess. throw it at the sides of the house now. You have a good arm."