We could never need them and there is always the possibility we could be careless one day and one of us trigger the trap. I’d die if one of those tr...ps ever hurt you,’ John claimed. ‘I suppose you’re right. If you got hurt, I’d certainly die, probably of a broken heart too before I actually starved to death,’ Em stated. They kissed and hugged and decided against setting any more traps. John nudged Em back onto the sand and leaned over her to kiss her. His right hand cupped her bikini covered. Because I try to insert as much realism into my work as possible I have spent a lot of time around various police stations talking to ‘innocent’ criminals to gain information as background for my work. When I first started writing I was amazed at the number of these ‘innocent’ people who had been charged and convicted of crimes that they ‘didn’t commit’. I could only assume that the police force is either extremely incompetent or corrupt. Of course all was seldom as these people would have me. Shannon lasted another half hour, but she, too, had to fold. It took another fifteen minutes to finish off Kelly, but not five minutes later, Sally turned in her chips as well. Mark held out for a surprisingly long time before he lost, followed by me. Yes, I was out for the count, which left Belle, Carver, and Candy.At just fifteen minutes short of two hours, Carver caved, and it was a contest between the ladies. A huge part of me suspected that Belle threw that last hand, that she never meant. The van behind them flashed its lights and honked. Melody scanned the area, just fields on either side with a few farm buildings in the far distance. "One this is two. Halt." They eased to a stop. She checked her shotgun, and opened the door. Tommy, Cindy's son, was right behind her. "You stay here." She wished she could hope Top was wrong, but the sick feeling in her heart told her he was right."But my mom! Something could have happened." If it did, she would want you to stay here." She shut.