What are you going to do?" This is the first time I have been forced to punish you so it can't be anything too terribly severe. But it has to be somet...ing that will make an impression on you. Now you are thirty-five years old, is that correct?" Yes, Sir. My birthday was two months ago." I remember. Well, at thirty-five-years-old you are an adult, and because of your career as a top fashion model you are used to being somewhat catered to, am I right?" I guess so... what are you getting at, Sir?". Just a few minutes later the police and paramedics arrived. I sat in my chair and watched as the older of the two policemen went to the men lying on the floor while the younger officer talked to Scott. After a minute or so Scott pulled his wallet out of his pocket and gave the officer a white card. I wondered what it was. I knew what a driver’s license and a military I.D. looked like and that was neither. The younger officer called the older officer over and showed the card to him. They talked. Authorities. They will want the information to begin investigating all of you.”All four men began getting their various licenses and IDs out for me. Giovanni looked at me questioningly, and I nodded holding my hand out. When I had the five sets, I told them to entertain Lisa for a few minutes while I copied the IDs.I took everything to what I knew was the yacht club office. No one was there and the copy machine was not difficult to figure out. I made two copies and looked for their fax machine.. And gazing out, Carla saw a strange dog in the yard! It wasn't a large dog, sad to say.But it looked frisky and vigorous. It was a mongrel, she thought, some sort of cross-bred terrier, perhaps. Carla considered, wishing it were a Great Dane or a wolfhound, but she was in no condition to look a gift dog in the mouth.Carla decided to give it a try.She hurried to the kitchen and got a hunk of hamburger from the refrigerator, then rushed to the back door. The dog looked up, startled and ready to.