" Andrea watched as Lexie made her way back to the lounger and sat down. Her hand went straight into the cooler and pulled out another beer. "It's qui...e depressing, isn't it?" Lexie said as she popped the top and threw the lid in with the melting ice. "It can be if you let it. I try to look at it as having time to find myself," Andrea said as she looked up at the sky and then back at Lexie. "I have to pee. I'll be back in a minute." Lexie watched as Andrea pulled her legs back in the window and. "It's nothing like as hot as English mustard of course, but I find its application to sensitive parts is quite satisfactory for the purpose. You'll find it sweetly irritating as you can't wipe it away, and I so love the taste, so I hope you won't keep me waiting. It takes a little while before you'll appreciate its full benefit, so we shan't delay." She took a blob of mustard from the jar and showed him it, enjoying the look of fear in his eyes at this previously inexperienced and unknown. I remembered what Special Agent Downs had told me about his partner.I'm sure she knew, seeing us looking at her as she approached, that she'd be peppered with questions. Understandably, she took us in the living room to talk with us."As you know, and could see out the windows, there were four agents that arrived. They are here because of an incident that needs to be taken care of rather quickly."Tim interrupted her, asking, "Does that mean that John, Theresa, or my daughter, Jessica, are no. He was indeed a big man, squeezing himself into the booth we had chosen. By his look, he was mid-to-late thirties and his acne-ravaged face would never be called handsome. But then, we weren't looking for handsome."Señor Vasquez wishes to apologize that we cannot find Alfonso. He has left this area and we have not yet found him. He is believed to be in Mexico and we have our contacts watching for him. We know he has left this area and, if our information is correct, he will not be returning.".