“You spell Troubke in capital letters” Choya Barnett told Jacquie coldly, "and that makes you something definitely don't need." A thousand insulting retorts sprang to mind, but Jacquie doubted that any of them would penetrate this man's thorny exterior. He was a cactus by name and a cactus by nature; prickly on the outside to keep anyone from getting too close. But what was he like on the inside, Jacquie wondered? Well, she wouldn't be foolish enough to try to find out. He had already made it plain that he didn't want her anywhere near him. And if that was the way he wanted it, then she would gladly oblige!