’ ‘I bet she went ballistic,’ I said. ‘Actually, no. Worse than that. She was totally calm and totally convinced I’d come back to her. She...said she’d wait for me.’ ‘She’s still waiting, and scheming, I think,’ I said. ‘Yeah, well, Vicky was never your friend, so her showing up in your life after your accident is proof of how far she’s ready to go.’ ‘I was wondering about that,’ I commented. ‘Her whole story of our friendship was starting to seem contrived. So she basically showed upin my. The two men escorted them to a grey government sedan, opened the rear doors and allowed them to sit in the back seat closing them in, functionally imprisoning them with no door or window handles on the interior of the rear compartment. I looked over at Sally, my eyes pleading with her to make sense of it all. I knew before all was said and done she’d likely pitch a fit. And she did without a second thought. “Barney you fucking bastard, I had this all figured out until now, guess we will. . who’s calling?”“This is Carolyn. From SR SeventyOne Twenty.”“Do I know you?“May I speak with Chris, please? It’s personal.”“Sorry. This sounds like a scam. Don’t call again. Lose this number.”“WAIT! Don’t hang up!”There was a silence on the line. She was waiting to see if the connection was broken. It wasn’t – Chris was still listening.“Are you still there?”“Yeah, I’m here ... Whaddya want?”“This is a personal matter. I’d like to speak with Chris.”“Must be real personal, Carolyn. You don’t. "Yes, Tess and I drove down this morning. Dave is working on the farms. You wouldn't know him in his dirty farm clothes, driving a truck. He is a different man," Drew informed him."I didn't think he'd last a day out of the city," said Joe with a chuckle."Tess said she wanted to come and see you later. We are taking Dave's car back with us on Saturday. Just so you don't go and report it as stolen. She's got a few other things she wants to run through with you while the apartment is not being.