I am a busy girl, and by the time I get home I have a complete profile of every family in the neighborhood; the times they leave for work, the times t...ey come home, the husbands that sneak home in the middle of the day and who they’re meeting, the wives that do the same. I should be a private detective, as complete as my data is. Phase Two of my plan will put this knowledge to use. The next morning I’m up early in my running attire, watching the clock with one eye and the neighbors’ house with. The Estancia and its food supplies will be a target for every raiding party and bandit in the area.”The Padre asked unbelievingly, “What happened when the bandits attacked?”Giuseppe piped up in a dry voice giving a short succinct response. “We lived, they died.”We should have expected the next question from this ‘man of the cloth’ who refused even to touch a firearm, but it still caught us all by surprise.“Wouldn’t it have been better to just give the bandits what they wanted, rather than fight. Maria provided emotional support that Mary needed to finally leave Corey. I was responsible for organizing and scheduling the moving crew that moved her out of their apartment into Maria’s place on the day of the shower. Shelly and Marek were able to provide information to help her prepare for the before and after the divorce, legally and emotionally. Mary and I did not have time to meet before the shower, but had made plans to meet sometimes afterward. After Corey died, Mary called Shelly and. The cop quickly pulled in behind him and gave a few quick squawks of his siren with his lights on. Buford put the beer in the cup holder and slowly pulled over. He wasn’t going to try and hide the beer after the cop just saw him drinking and driving. His heart was pounding. He could lose his job, his pension, everything. The cop took his sweet time approaching. “Hey there old timer don’t you know you can’t be drinkin while yer drivin anymore? I mean come on man, ya did it right in front.