”Five minutes later... “Sir, we have visitors.” There were several people jogging up the path as a group. They were now slowing to watch the pro...eedings.“Of course we do. No plan survives contact with the enemy.” Most of the jogger’s group stopped and hung back, but one couple approached. “May I help you?”“We hope so,” tentatively said the middle-aged, but fit, man. “This is obviously non-standard, but it appears that those are Marines, that the van has a transporter and that this appears to be. It was at this point that she was reminded of Ranger,Nancy and Albert’s dog. Ranger was a mix between a Dalmatian and a Great Dane.He stood 3 feet tall and was almost completely greyexcept for two black patches that surrounded his eyeslike a mask. Thus came his name, Ranger, short for TheLone Ranger.Katy had forgotten about Ranger since she hadn’t seenhim since before dinner. Ranger kept barking away atsomething. Katy lived in a good neighborhood so shedidn’t think it could be. But right now, no.’ ‘Want to make a bet?’ Whenever this subject was brought up, I might as well forget about fishing, so I reeled in my line and waded to the bank. ‘You don’t give up do you? It’s not going to happen, and you know it.’ ‘Well, do you?’ ‘No. I don’t’ ‘You chicken or something? Never knew you to back away from a good wager with your Uncle.’ I eyed him as I inspected the trout on my stringer. ‘Not about this, no I won’t do it.’ ‘Suit yourself.’ That was the last time we went fishing. He was very still, very quiet. It gave the other three no comfort at all that he wasn't pacing up and down furious at the turn of events on the Norfolk collection.He took a slow breath. "OK," he said calmly. "Who wants to start?" Me, I guess," said Rick, sheepishly. There were tow things he learned about this sort of situation working for Freddie. The first was that safest thing was to be completely honest and the second was that this was no time for jokes. "We missed it. I've been back over.