At the first glimmer of daylight he was on the trail once more not stopping even to eat. One of the small air cars dropped down and handed over snacks...that were eaten on the move.By late afternoon, they came across the remnants of the camp and Ryan was somewhat relieved for there was some evidence that Neona was still alive at this point anyway. At the same time Ryan was depressed for they were far behind and getting farther behind all the time, whomever had Neona, was mounted, and was covering. Confiding in someone is always difficult, and I'm beginning to suspect that, whatever she's up against, it involves a betrayal of her trust. Why else would she be so skittish?Finally, she nods, rests her hand in mine briefly, and then takes it back. She's far from happy, but talking with me is what she came here to do after all. Turning away so she doesn't have to look at me, Susan folds her hands in her lap, and stares off into the distance."The first time I talked to Mrs. Tobin--she said I. " Cracking piece of eye candy," Danny spluttered and Adam grinned."Yah not wrong there." Adam was given a small hatchback to change the brakes on and then do an oil change on a battered Fiesta before lunchtime. Although he wasn't a trained mechanic, he had worked in his father's garage since he was fourteen from time to time and could easily do basic car maintenance tasks without too much help or supervision.Although Adam liked his weekends, he was always willing to help his father's business. His partner is a broadchested, flat faced Boxer dog.Tonight’s ‘star’ is Bruno, a 5 year old Boxer from Glasgow. His owner is Drew, who claims that Bruno has never failed to satisfy a ‘customer’.Inside the pub Danny is the centre of attention, with several drinks infront of him. 20-25 ‘friends’ are here to share the fun. Men and women, all pretty harsh looking. Rose is the youngest and slightest here, perched on Danny’s knee, still wearing that big sweater. She looks half nervous, half in.