...." Yeah you're a guy," he said.I stopped, my heart dropped almost out of my stomach."You know?" I said."Yeah I know. Now let's get out of the cold,...we can go into the allnight caf? round the corner and talk," he said reaching for my hand. Irefused but followed him anyway.As we entered the caf? they must have wondered what the hell we weredoing there, all dressed in our evening clothes. The clientele that werepresent were a mixture of a couple of down and outs sheltering from thecold over a. I radioed the men on site at the docks just for fun, and told them to put the crates into the van, and then find out where they were supposed to go next. The Agent in charge commented, "This is an extraordinary interrogation condition, isn't it?"One of the men with me went to the inflight kitchen and was able to get some sandwiches and bottled water. We were eating when the suspected terrorist King Air returned and parked in the exact same tie-down area. I saw a fuel truck approaching the bird. John was obsessive about life he had a real tidy fetish everything had to be the right place etc, he was immaculate in his dress, Zoe was similar but not so extreme she was around 35 and had been a dancer/ gymnast in her youth she was still very fit and trained daily , she was around 5’8 blond and a size 8 great figure with small pert breasts .They had bought a weekender in the country and wanted me to do some works before they moved in, I met them at their house as agreed, Zoe greeted me at. By 10:00, the crowd had increased to about thirty thousand, with scores more arriving every minute. As noon approached, the crowd continued to swell. By noon, over one and a half million people had converged there, with hundreds more continuing to arrive by the moment.By 12:20, Jorge Guerrillero was finally able to make his way through the hordes of people to the soundtruck that had been donated by a sympathetic merchant. He was met there by Maria Velazquez, who had herself only just managed to.