And they want to see if I'm lying." Okay,"she said, and started to walk away. He grabbed her shoulder and turned her around."You, just make sure you'r... real good tonight, baby. And we'll all have a good time."His eyes had a really cruel look and she knew she was going to be in for it. He had something special planned for her. In a way she was looking forward to it, but at the same time she felt scared. She couldn't trust him at all. Friends, she thought. She wondered how many of them were. Wes: Questions like today is Thursday, oh and do you operate a safe house for spies?Eddie: Exactly. Or oh by the way where is Rose Seabold at the moment.Wes: So what should we do till Andrew calls us.Eddie: We should make their lives miserable, at least as miserable as we can. First of all we assume that there is not going to be any new information from them. So why not put a rock in their boots.Wes: Okay, how do we do that?Eddie: Why we start another line of investigation. We talk to anyone. That meant so much less farm work during the week. Anna had finished her five miles of jogging down the country roads almost before the sun was up. She strapped her back pack on the back of her matt black 1982 GB750 Honda Café Racer. She could have driven the 4WD Toyota Extended Cab Truck. It was still summer and the 750 still had so much sentimental value to it.It was the last thing she and her dad had worked on together that they had finished. She put the helmet on. It wasn't required to wear. I'd had a short but hot long distance affair with a woman from Tennessee that fucked my brains out when we could get together. She could suck like a Hoover vacuum cleaner. But she was just playing and not looking for a relationship. At that time, neither was I.Anyway, Madeline and I met for drinks at a Ruby Tuesday close by. We hit it off pretty well and agreed to play golf together the next weekend. We were both full time employed and only had the weekends to play golf.Neither of us was worth.