The fact that I was not gathering evidence for a trial did make things a little easier for me.The most useful information came from the former captain...s cabin. It looked to me like some unnamed individual from Mexico City was planning on moving in on the Miami/Dade County/South Florida crime families and taking over. I gathered that this kidnapping was a test case to see how well the Mexico City modus operandi would work in Florida. Shit! I could see a big gang war developing out of this if we. When she was done I went and got a cloth in the washroom, used it to clean her face and neck before heading upstairs and to put the dishes in the sink. I looked at the clock. Good, 9:15, I knew it would take her awhile to get used to eating like that. Now I have 45 minutes to do the dishes before 1 last 30 minute check that I have everything, and it's all in place in my van, then it's a hour and a half drive to Kristen's place, I though. I had everything and was on my way to Kristen's, when. Taking the turn-off to the access road heading up the valley, Jason thought until that day he hadn’t entertained the thought that his mom would think of herself as being over-sexed. But he’d conceded his mom could be a sly critter. He could recall guys calling and he and his younger brother and sister being told to go to the barn and check on the horses and not to hurry back. Only later did he work out what that was about and think of his mom as being rather inventive at finding ways of earning. .. I'm deeply sorry. For everything. I'm sorry for not having told you the truth about my feelings, I'm sorry for not having been the friend you deserved. I understand your pain, 'cause it's my pain as well. And..."I could not finish my phrase, because Dylan turned back and looked directly at me, with an unseen rage on his face. He was gonna explode. He was gonna hurt me with his words."Pain? Wanna really talk about pain? I dare you! I fucking dare you to talk about pain! You know nothing about.