Whether that was from the cold, or the flutter of excitement she felt in her stomach, she was not quite sure. Maybe a little of both. She could just s...e her parted legs, and the hard chair she was seated on. There was a darkness between her thighs, mostly in shadow, the curly hair and lack of light made the details fade into obscurity, but she could feel a slight dampness.How long had she been here? it may have been ten minutes, it could have been the entire day, time had no meaning at this. "You get the overalls then phone thepolice. My cell phone's in my office." Mine's in the pickup, I'll use that. It's in the glove compartment."As Sandra picked a set of overalls from the container store, Harryreached over the still prostrate Mary and took Sandra's cellphone fromthe pickup. A brief call alerted police and ambulance then he toldSandra to call the electricians who had been setting up the generator.Naturally, they were angry at the scene for like most of the men, theyhad grown fond. They were standing hand-in-hand before the walled compound. As Ryan reflected on Jay's attitude about Reynosa, he remembered the ominous warning. "That place isn't for you." Terri squeezed his hand and said, "Ryan, maybe this isn't where Juan's club is located. Maybe the driver made a mistake." She was expecting a disco or night club downtown.They walked to the arched entrance to the compound but were stopped by a fat, sweating Mexican policeman who had been leaning against the wall. Ryan. . but we have them at home. Kinda long and narrow and they change in storms.”“Change?”“Yeah,” I said. “The waves wash away parts and move the sand elsewhere.”“Oh, really?” he asked, “Where?”“Where what?”“Does the sand move.” It was a question but not really.I took out my dagger and crouched down, drawing in the dirt of the street. I drew what I remembered of the Gulf Coast.“There’s gaps between the islands and the sand fills a gap here and opens one someplace else in the chain.” I erased parts.