Keep an eye onthat secondary inverter. It's still acting up, and we don't need itgetting out of sync when we shoot the Tollbooths." I told my oldest a...dbest friend. We'd been traveling together and plying our trade since wedecided to go into business for ourselves.It wasn't hard to find our place in the convoy, one truck paused andflashed its lights indicating we were to get between it and the truckthat was just pulling out onto the highway. We soon discovered the truckbehind us was named Bull. Three men went into the bank and the fourth held the horses' reins. I saw Tom come out of the office here and look over across the street at the bank. Thinking back, he must have had suspicion something was going on. He started to pull his iron when the man shot him from where he was standing behind the horses. About that time the three men who had entered the bank came out shooting all over the place. I dove behind the water trough. I heard them mount up and ride out. I didn't know they rode. Further into the suite to the left you had my bar and mini fridge and to the right was my bedroom and bathroom and dead center was the double doors that led to my balcony with the view of my lush back yard. Flipping on the TV I walked into my bedroom and reached into the top dresser drawer for Zaire’s purse. Going through her wallet once again I found her ID with her information on it. On one card I had her address and her number in my hand and this wasn’t the first time I contemplated. . I mean, only if it's not bothering you..." You want to take a pic?" Yes, please!"Melanie and David posed with Mary while her mother took a picture on Mary's smartphone.Fearing the news to spread, David and Melanie hustled to pack their few belongings. Less than fifteen minutes later, they were on the road again. Their route took them over the Pyrenees and into Perpignan. In spite of the bright sunshine, the air was cool when the scooter climbed up the mountain passes, but soon they descended.