What he sees on top makes his heart skip a beat. His jaw drops and all of his senses just seem to shut down. He’s staring down into the case at a 3 ... 5 picture of Joan and some man sitting at a dinner table, kissing. Time passes. It seems like an eternity but is probably only a few seconds. Mechanically he reaches in and picks up the picture. Now his hands start to tremble. His mouth is dry. He sees the picture but his mind can’t make any sense of it. Why is my wife kissing some man? And, who. I pulled the fifty and opened up on the driver before they got next to us. I must have drilled him dead center because the car ran up the embankment on the other side of the road and flipped over. It rolled twice before stopping on its top. I waited a few minutes and went over to it and either they were all dead or out of it from the crash. I pulled several automatic weapons out and laid them behind the car in the ditch. One Trooper stayed with the prisoners while the other one came over with. I didn’t know exactly how much—Trip had set aside nearly a quarter of our total profits for bonuses alone—but Mike had mentioned a down payment on a new truck, so it was probably substantial.After Trip finished with the envelopes, Junior made a show of reaching for his wallet. I thought he was going to stuff his bonus into it, but he pulled money out instead. He stood and cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention. His date looked puzzled, but Big Jim silenced her with a headshake.“I ain’t. I could practically see the steam coming out of his ears.I buried my head in my hands. There wasn't much of a chance Melinda wasgoing to be discrete."Well, we went to a dance club. Ione made out with a guy she'd never met andhad an orgasm in public, then she drove me home and we made out andawkwardly explored our nubile, young, female bodies."I was right.I'm pretty sure my fingers were going to catch fire from the heat in mycheeks. If they couldn't see the red glow emanating from between my.