Jo ran over to the woman who was obviously her mother and threw her arms around her."Hello, Mam!" she said. John could hear the emotion in her voice."...llo, Love!" her mother replied, "You're looking well!" Aye, but you should have seen me before I met John, Mam! I've put on a few pounds since then! Come and say hello, John!"He advanced towards the two women: once again it was not difficult to see that they were related."Mrs McGrealey," John said, holding out his hand to the older woman. Jo's. Two Pistols told the leader they should just go as they were running out of time. Lingering on the island with their boat beached made them more vulnerable to anyone pursuing them and they knew someone was. The twenty year old hostage they had in tow had been taken from a huge yacht the pirates had boarded just east of Martinique. The yacht was owned by a wealth French family on vacation. After stealing what they could from the yacht, including the TVs, stereo, jewelry, and the silver. But seeing the emotional look on Jill’s face I suddenly felt a whole lot less victorious, and a whole lot more insecure. Remembering how Jill had initially said ‘yes’ to his offer for her to leave me and live with him in California, before changing her mind a few moments later as she realized all that she’d be giving up and the damage she’d be doing.Looking into Jill’s faraway eyes I suddenly needed reassuring all over again, suddenly feeling just as I’d felt that terrible weekend. Taking a. ’ ‘Oh Clark.’ He heard the voice brighten. ‘How did you get my number?’ ‘Off Jack. I asked him for it straight out and he gave it to me saying no problem. Let’s try to avoid speaking about him again.’ ‘I’d like that.’ ‘I thought you would.’ Fonda laughed. He gauged it was almost a giggle but thought that was over-expecting. He’d have to take this slowly. ‘I’m sorry I couldn’t chat this afternoon. Daddy was in command mode.’ ‘So I’ve heard but we are talking now. I’d like to see you.’ ‘When?’.