She knocked at the window pane that separated them from the driver. As it slid down she asked him to U-turn. He should take them back to the Villa to ...efresh themselves and change.The restaurant lay below the corniche. It straddled an inlet for boats that had been hewn into the living rock. It went by the un-Italian name of Chez Pierre. The owner was of French origin. The place was the former boathouse of a villa higher up in the hills. It had been enlarged and rebuilt into a modest, but very. I think this is what's best for her ... and me." What about me?" I asked, in a daze. It was about the only think I could think of to say.She was shaking her head. "I really am sorry, Rick. I thought maybe I could handle your lifestyle, but I was kidding myself. You're a loner. I'm just excess baggage. That's not the life I dreamed of." But ... I've retired," I pleaded, almost on the border of begging. "I won't be doing what I used to do any more. I'll be out of that completely."Again, she was. What’s strange, and what still bothers me, is that Carla has to know if there is another possible father. If there is, then she could go after him. If there isn’t, then what? The Virgin Mary? Something just doesn’t add up.”“She’s lying. It has to be.”“OK. That worked until the DNA test results come back. If she drops the suit or doesn’t fight a ruling in my favor, I’d say you were right. If she fights, why?”Nobody had an answer to that question, and I sure didn’t know. As far as I was. A gale of laughter and a spattering of applause hailed his success and the theater began to empty. Sarah and Vi turned to each other at last and as Sarah took a deep breath Vi whispered, ‘That was some performance, Sarah.’ Beneath her mask Vi’s mouth had softened into one of her sumptuously sexy mischievously meaningful smiles. ‘I couldn’t have done it without this wonderful supporting cast,’ Sarah returned wryly with a glance from Vi to Zack. ‘It was such a pleasure to have made your.