Boyd was the unofficial leader of the group with Victor and Wally as hisenforcers. They thought that they would get a shot at Willie with nobodydaring...to stop them. They thought wrong, John and Dan showing up in fulluniform caused them to back away from their initial plan and rethinktheir looming confrontation, the two would ensure they went to jail andit wasn't a, "He said/she said" situation.Boyd finally got the nerve to strike and was quick to demand to know whyhe brought the, "Freak" there.. “Now you be good for grandma and do everything she tells you to.” She winked at them, waved and quickly exited the door.Angel took the stairs instead of the lift, she didn’t want to be confined in a close space with anyone who would ask awkward questions.She exited the flat and walked across the car park, through a small lane and onto the main road. She turned left and headed towards the Black Pig Hotel where she would turn right, walk through the park of blossoming rhododendrons and out the. Then stuck his hand back in to search for his lighter. Every evening she watched him smoke in the parking lot behind the gas station. She'd noticed him months ago, as he walked out into the night. His broad shoulders pressed close inside his uniform, and she'd felt a sudden stab of lust. Ever since that evening she had waited outside to see him, hoping one night she'd get the courage to approach. She watched him now, as he dug his left hand into his left pocket. Then heard him softly curse. She. (Without getting into specifics, I will say that this particular field requires intense scrutiny in terms of personal character and background, which put me to ease a bit, since I at least knew she couldn’t be criminal or demented). There was an instant camaraderie borne of that and, in truth, I don’t know that I’d have answered her messages otherwise. I was thirty at the time and going through a long, drawn out, and contentious divorce. A mother of three, I was fortunate enough also to be.