Van attending as steam billowed out from under the bonnet. I pitied the people who had mechanical problems on their way to their Christmas holiday, pr...bably with children, pets and a pile of belongings inside. I understood again why Dad always insisted on checking the car over before a long journey; many of the older cars on the roads had been designed in the days before motorways, so simply didn't have the cooling systems necessary for a prolonged run at a sustained high speed.When we got into. “Also dig up anything you can find on Jonathan Roberts.”“No problem,” McMillan says. “Does this have anything to do with your senior agent?”“Just covering all my bases,” the director says. “Thank you, Frank.”When the FBI director doesn’t inquire further and the two men say their goodbyes, Roger sets the phone back down, along with the paper. “No witnesses and no trace of who they are,” Wiltkins says, picking up on their conversation before the interruption.“It’s going to make it hard to find. “Stop it, plea…” THWACK! One more slap. Anissa’s cheek was red now and Amy’s fingers had left an impression on it.“One more word and I will beat the crap out of you,” Amy warned herAnissa was scared now. She was not understanding how to react. She wanted the beating to stop. Amy was in no mood to stop. Trudy was not understanding Amy’s plans but was following her lead. They both blindfolded Anissa and dragged her into the dungeon.“Please, leave me. What are you doing with me? Please,” Anissa. “We could go to a motel”, suggested Bill, even before Sam said a word.“Everybody knows me here”, answered Sam“Let me think”, continued the salesman“Ok…I think I know the safest place”, he addedSam started the car and they crossed the entire downtown area before they reached a two-lane highway. The men were silent during the entire trip and had not even touched each other.Sam drove on that narrow highway for about 10 minutes then turned into a dirt road which led into a forest. A few feet after.