That was cool with me, as I’m always running solo anyway so I decided to tell the girls I had to leave the group. I made up something about my work...hours changing and only told Natalie the truth. Natalie said she was happy with my decision and that she hoped she and I could still hang out. That sounded kinda silly to me since she had been hanging out with me every night since we met. After that first night in her van, we would drop off the other girls and head right over to my apartment. It happened so fast; one second I was driving along and then suddenly the car lurched to the right and jumped the curb. I had my foot on the brake and I was pushing down on it as hard as I could, but the car wouldn't stop, I'm just so sorry."I didn't know what I was supposed to say so I just lay there and looked at her. She stood there shifting back and forth on her feet, either waiting for me to say something or trying to think of something else to say and then she handed me a piece of. Fucking Christ.” After cursing, Rod stood and started to pace. Everyone looked at him expecting some guidance. He said, “I’m thinking about what to do next. If we go live with it, we want something to happen, but what? Impeachment? Indictment? Arrest? Who needs to do what to make those results happen?”Bob added, “And who can you trust?” He paused and added, “We made a big leap involving you in this. We sure hope you aren’t on somebody else’s payroll.”Rod looked horrified, “I went into this. ’ ‘I missed someone.’ If words could melt a person, Sara was now a puddle of nothing. ‘Good morning Sara.’ He smiled and walked into the creamery. Sara stood with her feet frozen and her eyes plastered to the perfectly sculpted back of Ian—he could audition for any hottie role and win, or save a million drowning girls at a beach if he were a lifeguard because all the girls would fake-drown just to be saved by him. He could have all the Ginas and Lisas of the world lined up at his door waiting.