She'd told me where she was staying and I went to her hotel room that morning to spend just a little time with her before she and her coach headed to ...he arena. I knew Nicole and I had both enjoyed the first time we'd met and that evening we'd spent in each other's arms in bed. But, I wasn't quite ready for her reaction this time when I knocked on her hotel room door. No sooner had I knocked, than the door flew open, and Nicole almost jumped into my arms. I know a huge smile spread across my. What do you know about this group?”Bill spoke up with “Well, they call themselves the BCers, and they are basically an outlaw motorcycle gang. We suspect that they are involved in transporting drugs into California from Mexico and of other illegal activities, but no one has caught them in the act yet.”We looked over at the group and saw them impatiently waiting beside their motorcycles. We watched them for a few more moments. What appeared to be a heat wave appeared around and over the group. If that happened again, Pete could easily find himselfcaught in the crossfire. Even more ominously, Pete knew that if he wascaught, he was disposable; the growers would think nothing of making ahomeless runaway 'disappear'.Pete was faced with a cold, brutal winter, with inadequate food andsupplies, followed by three seasons of threat from the criminal element,again with meager rations. While he'd survived for almost two and ahalf years in his hut, he'd slowly come to the conclusion that. “Sorry, Ms. V – it got away from me,” and he planted a kiss on her cheek. Her boys – best friends literally from the day they were born. Diane and Carol, Henry’s mom, met in the maternity hospital, where they shared a room. Their sons were born on the same day, almost at the same time. Diane was alone; Chris’s dad was not able to cope with having a baby at age thirty-five. Carol and her husband, Paul, were first-time parents. They became like family, and the boys were inseparable. .