Along with the two guards, obviously.”“Obviously. OK, so where is Noel?”“Nobody knows. The security camera at the company the guy worked for s...ows Noel getting into the guy’s car and driving away. The car was left at the guy’s house. The trail goes cold there.”“Do I want to know how you got this information?”“Samantha’s Rolodex has all kinds of interesting names.”“Got it. Any trace of Matheson, Foulkes, or Monroe?”“Not that I know of. Matheson was divorced and wasn’t dating. Well, he was. It made a wet slapping sound as it smacked into the pavement. Nobody would care anyway. The k**s were still at school and the parents were at work. Besides, he only had to do the back yard and nobody on the street could see him on that side of the house. He walked the mower to the back of the house. Tried the gate but then realized that the gate had not been unlocked. He left his lawn mower start back around the front of the house. The only way to the back yard would be thought the garage. The fact was after nearly 20 years of marriage, a couple gets to a point where conversation is not a privilege. It was the quiet times like these, silence shared after a hectic day, that they both treasured. Tom was a great father and Deanna liked to think she was a good mother. How can one judge oneself on these things? Deanna didn’t know. All she knew was that she had done her best. After Daniel had been born, she had quit her job to be a stay at home mom. However, once Ian was settled into. I was completely gob smacked by the whole conversation and idea. “I think I better go to bed”, mum said. “After that revelation, I’m not sure you should”, I replied. I was aroused by the conversation and I think she was too. “What’re you suggesting, son?”, she asked, with a cheeky smile. I proposed we have a night cap and talk some more, she inquisitively accepted. I poured two large drinks and joined mum in the lounge. We sat down and enjoyed the drink but we were both letting our minds.