****I will admit that I was taken aback when the three young black dudes saw my signs, turned toward us, and approached. They saw my video camera and...the masks on the bench, and gave me high-fives as they donned their masks. I didn't know if I should warn Daphne or not. I decided to start shooting, and ask questions later, as it were. Daphne seemed to be totally invested in the sensations she was receiving from the jogger girl to notice she had new players in her midst. While the male. “Great, we could meet at the Riverwalk Café at the end of Westerdokdijk around two o’clock,” he said.“Two o’clock is fine with me,” she nervously answered. “I’ll be wearing a red blouse, so you’ll know me.”His reply was short and to the point, “I’ll know you when I see you. Please don’t be late.”Then he had hung up and Susan stared at her cell phone as though he were about to come through the receiver. She pressed the End-button on her phone to discover her heart was pounding. She was surprised. My ability to resist his impassioned pleas was worn away. Either that or I just wanted him to shut up. “Shut up. Please just shut up about wanting a fucking blowjob. Take the next exit and go to stupid strip club and we can get one of those little jerk off rooms. I’ll blow you. Just please stop talking about it.”“Really,” Jason said as a smile spread across his face.I looked at Jason with a well practiced death stare, “Take the exit. You act like I’ve never blown you. I sucked your dick. He had discovered that the office he had been working for was a front; a money laundering bank for a drug cartel sending money out of the country. The FBI had promised him immunity from prosecution for his testimony. They had been in the witness protection for over a year now.The island had been selected through some computer searches. They had tried to pick a place the family had never been to; had no relatives; and had nothing they were interested in in terms of hobbies. The island was a.