Maria came up sputtering and then jumped up with a scream. She reached under her shirt and pulled the fish out. Holding it out in front of her, she ch...rged. I turned and ran. Outside the stream, she jumped me from behind and we fell. Rolling on the ground, we laughed like we didn't have a care in the world. I tickled her."No! Don't! Stop. Stop," Maria cried out.I rolled onto my back and gazed up at the sky. Maria lay next to me on her side with her head propped in her upturned palm. I turned to. " What do you mean?" Only that if anything comes of this, evidence will show that we were in San Antonio when - well, when whatever happens, happens." Why do you think so?" Because, you checked us into the hotel." As Mister and Mrs. Cornelius McDowell from Malibu?" Mister and Mrs.-" Connie burst out laughing, "Really?"I nodded."For real," I reached into my back pocket, pulled out my wallet and a credit card and a driver's license and tossed them to her."Pretty slick, eh?" Cornelius McDowell!. I guess maybe that had been our wedding night, really.Still. It was special here. The ocean was right outside the window of our suite. We wouldn't forget this beautiful setting, or the wonder of being together here, thousands of miles from anyone who knew us.Our first night there, Alice had been giving me unsubtle signals that she was intent on making our visit to Hawaii memorable. Anybody witnessing her behavior in the hotel restaurant, or in the seaside bar afterward, would never have guessed. Caldwell.’ One of his lawyers said once we were all seated. A short fat balding man in a suit much too small for him sweating like a pig on a slaughter line. ‘He shouldn’t.’ James said cooly. ‘What?’ The other lawyer said. This one a skinny man with a wicked mustache and mousy brown hair the same color as his eyes. ‘Well, we’re the best in the business that is clear, but it is also clear that Mr. Buchanan does not trust easily seeing as how he has tried to handle his own finances and failed.