Now with any luck at all, I could start trying to pay my own debts.Just outside of Pensacola heading west on I-10 I stopped for the evening at a hotel...with an attached diner, enjoyed a long quiet dinner without feeling the urge to shoot anyone, and then decided to give the Foole's secure cell a call from a disposable one I'd bought a few hours earlier at a big truck stop while refueling."Foole, I'm calling from a disposable phone, is it safe to talk?" I inquired, and at probably more of a. It certainly isn't just Charles that Gillian is interested in." I thought about it. Gillian, interested in me? She'd been friendly enough, but she was such a stunner, it didn't occur to me she might feel that way about me. And she'd actually come to Lucia about it. I briefly imagined Gillian's interview with Lucia but suppressed the thought. I wondered from what Lucia said, if Charles had also been staying away from the others. Charles's activities had been a subject I'd avoided dwelling on.. A step to the side of the doors had two men that thought to waylay John, falling on their faces. Both stopped reaching for their guns when they heard the click of both hammers of John's revolvers.John backed up a step seeing a few more inside seeming to head in his direction outside."I suggest you toss them peace makers to me. Don't wan'em going off by mistake." John slightly growled.Both men slowly reached for their pistols, John pointed at both their heads. This made both men stop, then one. "It wouldn't have been appropriate."Emboldened, "I don't believe you. Did seeing me like that turn you on?" Fiona, please." Then did it at least make you happy?" I bolted into full confession mode. "You might as well know that I've touched myself lots of times just like that," I pointed toward the pool, "thinking about you, wanting you. How does that make you feel?" That’s enough.” He whirled in my direction, biting off words. “You want the truth? Shocked, that I’m hearing this from anyone, let.