Hi I'm Angela."Someone came down the stairs that weren't there when I left to goforward."Erika, are these or gracious hosts?" Saffrella, Lori, this is...Myra Heart and her daughter Angela. Her husbandJoe is driving the truck." I see, I bet you go to school at Clara's don't you?" Uhh, yeah and Mom's a teacher there." And at school you have to call her Miss Myra."You know an awful lot about us," admitted Myra."Come let's sit and talk. I'll tell you everything you want to know,"Saffrella was a. .. I think I have to figure this out on my own."The instant I turned away, Tim was at my elbow with hissed questions of his own. "Is she okay?" What?" I said, half taken aback by his intensity. Tim's very laid-back normally. What was going on here to make him so urgent?"Is she okay," Tim said again, and his eyes flickered from me to Arie, flickered to Arie as if it was painful to look at anything else for long.Oh, I thought to myself. Oh-h... "Ask her yourself," I told him."What," he said,. He was a South American drug dealer wanted for murder and trafficking. Steve and I studied the pictures and information until we knew it by heart.We arrived in El Paso and checked in to a out of the way motel, then went directly to the address on the data sheet. We questioned why, if we knew where this man was, then why didn't the police? I guess twenty-five thousand a year will only get you shot at so many times. Why be killed protecting people from themselves. This guy was only supplying what. I admitted to brutal cold and so did they.Maria asked, “Coffee, tea or something stronger?”Stronger was requested ... Bailey’s Irish Coffee is what she served. I even had some ... it’s damn cold outside. Maria did not approve. She never does.“You’re too little to drink.”And that got me thinking of dancing on the bar on a tropical island in the Black Sea and the aftermath.Yeah. I’m too little to drink.Cold takes its toll. Energy goes and fuel would be appreciated.Pentwater is closed in the.