"It's alright, sweetheart," replied the lady, "if we both want to get out of this alive, I think Mr. McCabe should have his fun. Then we can all be on...our way." Grandmother!" gasped the young man, horrified. "I can't let this man m***** you." But it wouldn't be m*****ing if I agree to it, would it, sweetheart?" said the woman, fluttering her eyelids at her grandson."That's right," said McCabe, dismounting from his horse and rubbing the formidable-looking bulge that was tenting out the front of. .. Yeah, hurry -- it's winding down and you don't want to miss the good stuff!" He hung up. "He's comin' -- but if he sees you guys..." Yeah, I get it," I agreed. "We need to stage something. How long have we got, do you figure?" Fifteen minutes?"I nodded. "We're working two classrooms of seniors simultaneously. Frieda, Beth, go up to the high school wing and get me, oh, six volunteers in little or nothing -- or willing to get that way -- and bring 'em back here. Something with a good age. “That’s Virgil Sollozzo.” Sal said.“Who?” Peter asked.“I remember Kay said Sonny had a friend. His name was Virgil.” Luca stated.“So now we have a connection. Connie and Virgil are up to something.” Tom said“Inheritance?” Sal asked.“Could be. I want Virgil under surveillance. I want to know how far back Sonny and Virgil have known each other. I also want to know when Connie and Sonny got together and then when Connie and Virgil got together. Sal, you and Paulie get on this. Peter and Moe will. In a way, I was looking ahead when I suggested that my unit relocate to the southern colonies in order to harass the British Regular Army in the field down south. The battle was shaping up to be fought on the fields and farms of the Carolinas and in Virginia and the entrance to the interior wilderness where the Indians and the French had greater influence than the English speaking settlers with an inclination to stay close to the waters of the Atlantic The British Navy had already been up and.