However, there was still nine weeks left of their summer holidays and everyone seemed to be having a great time. As a result Danny began to forget tha... there had ever been any sort of problem. Slowly the BSC specter began to fade completely from his mind ... that is, until the fourth week of the holidays. That week saw the arrival home of Janet Rivers.Janet Rivers lived, intermittently, with her parents next door to Danny and his parents. They had moved into town five years ago from. And the house remained unsold. About a month later, the phone rang. “Hi. This is Anna, the realtor.”“Yes, I remember. Nice to hear from you.”“Look, this is very awkward, but I want to meet you for lunch. Just to talk.”“Wonderful. Let’s do it tomorrow. I’ll come by your office and get you.”“No”, she said firmly, “Let’s meet at Le Figaro, a French restaurant on Fairfax Boulevard.”“Yes, I know it. Okay. Noon?”It was obvious she wanted to size me up, in a public place. If I did display. We kept walking and got to the truckers area, I told Miranda to take off her top completely, which she did without hesitation. I was still holding and guiding her by her arm and I could feel her shaking with excitement or was it fear?In the corner of the parking area there was a group of Polish and Czech truckers hanging around their trucks. When they saw us walking up the eyes of some of the men damn nearly popped out of their sockets.Wolf whistles were mixed with remarks I could not. I kind of have to say that to all people that I know are leaving a store with booze in a motor vehicle,” I assured Francesca, winking as I actually paid for her drink, too, “The least I can do after accidentally outing you.”Francesca beamed and gave me a very sweet, if somewhat chaste, kiss on the lips, “Sheriff, I don’t know what your marital status is, but anyone who is with you is lucky as hell. Right now, I don’t have much of a sex drive, thanks to HRT, but if I did ... and when I recover.