I had known that I was being followed, since I left the Cloak and Dagger. They had waited until the witness had been dropped off.I had the .38 hammerl...ss 5 shot revolver and the 2 shot .410 gauge derringer in my lap when I stopped the car rather violently. They cut me off just outside the downtown area. I didn't want any witnesses either so I was happy that it was an industrial area.Ask any cop and he or she will tell you how dangerous it is to approach a car from the front. They had to pull in. “Mr. Tuck?” Paula asked, “Do you feel like having a night cap with a Texas lady? At that she pulled a bottle of Jim Beam Bourbon out from under the driver’s seat of the Jeep.“Why not?” answered Tuck. Then he said, “Come on in.”Tuck and Paula exited the Jeep and Tuck opened the door to his motel room. They had barely entered the room and Paula grabbed Tuck and pushed him against the door as it closed, reminiscent of the night before in New Orleans. Paula then planted a big juicy wet french kiss. But death? We’re still young, you and me.”“You and I are still young. How would you like to read some of her poems?”“What? By the depressed woman?”“She happens to be one of the greatest American poets, or at least in mymind she is. Some may disagree.”“Not on your life,” he laughed.“No, I mean it. How would you like to write an essay about a few poems she wrote?”“I don’t know. Listen, I didn’t drag you to a poetry slam to talk about depressing shit, alright? Life is not that bad, and it is for. Her next extravagant purchase had been season tickets to the local MLB team. ‘What are you going to do with your bonus? Anthony asked. ‘I don’t know yet,’ she lied. ‘Listen, if you don’t mind, get me a Wrigley Field t-shirt please, and if they have it a Ron Santo t-shirt too. I’ll pay you back.’ ‘OK, no problem,’ he said as he got into his Camry. He was driving out of the lot before he asked himself, ‘How the hell does she know who Ron Santo was?’ Sara knew where her money was going. She had.