He handed my card back with a strong and remarkably smooth hand – a young man's hand. "For the regulars that run late every day, we start making the...r drinks when we see them pull into the parking lot." Now that's service," I chuckled. "Even though he's running behind he didn't want me to get it for him. He said I'd probably screw it up." I didn't mean to sound resentful as I waved my scribbled instructions. "So I made him write it down."I seemed to have drawn more of his attention. He leaned. "And I'm sure that'll do you a whole lot of good," he said sarcastically. "Where is David?"When Mrs. Martin didn't answer and attempted to shove her door closed on Frank's foot instead, he'd finally had enough. With both hands on the door he pushed his way by it and Mary Martin, into the house."That's it!" Mary huffed, stepping back. "I'm calling the police!" Go ahead," Frank replied as he looked over the perfectly normal living room for anything not-so-normal. "I was gonna get to that,. I was being told what to do. I HAVE YOUR FRIEND DO WHAT I SAY, OR SHE DIES. I never gave it a thought and didn't want her to be put in any danger. So I did as I was told to do and went into the bedroom, then I laid on the bed with my arms & legs spread. I was tied up in bed with a blindfold on. I was not too fond of this. I did as I was told for a little while longer. Hoping I could figure out what was going on. The lights came back on. I heard voices but could not tell who it was or what was. And he's still excited about the pennant race -- whenever he's awake."But there wasn't any call during the day on Tuesday.We clobbered the Sox that night, nine-zip, scoring four runs in the opening inning and never giving them a smell. It had to have been frustrating for the overflow crowd there to witness their ball club take a three-game lead over us with four to play.Instead, we were back to within one.Closing out the series on Wednesday night, we won 4-3 in eleven innings in a real.