Chet had the binoculars and was giving detail info, “OMG it’s two feet left of the hole.”As Dar looked through the binoculars he asked himself, ...��Can I make a hole in one shot?” He got “Yes!” for an answer.Ben hit a very good shot. It took an odd bounce and went just to the right of the green into a sand trap. For Ben that should be an easy 3.Dar looked to the sky and asked God for help. The ball flew straight bouncing over the sand trap just like Brien’s.Chet and Ben were together when Chet. Mymind started going numb before I heard one last thing the doctor said tome, "Take care Michelle. It hasn't been a pleasure doing business withyou." Then blackness claimed me and I heard no more.Chapter 14John was very surprised that he remembered all of Michelle's emergencyplans in case she had been abducted, which he immediately suspected whenthere had been no police, attackers or witnesses after he came out of thebar. At her insistence, he had kept a supply of cash in his wallet (thathe had. “Do you got any questions about what you just saw?”“I mean, uh, naw I don’t guess,” Londarrien stumbled.“Do you know what you saw?”“Yeah, you fucked a dude.”“Not a dude. A faggot.”“So you gay?”“No, I’m not gay. You’re young now, but you’ll understand when you get older. Sometimes a straight man just needs a faggot to fuck hard so he can get rid of all his frustrations. Remember what you see down here is between us.”“Yes sir,” Londarrien agreed.That had been the extent of their discussion.. Tall, lean, and gray-haired, he was handsome in his own quiet way. He was always neat and everything about him spoke discipline. Quiet to a fault, he kept to himself unless approached directly. There wasn’t a hint of surliness about him. He was, I thought, simply a private man. He told us he had made his way to America thanks to relatives in the Chicago area. He lived with them for a few years before setting out on his own. He was still reserved about expressing himself in English. To me, it.