My wife said she would be in later tonight but I told her not to hurry because I'd likely be asleep. Giving her a kiss, I went to head off when Lamar ...said "I'll try not to keep her too late tonight Barry. I have some things that I really want to go over with her after we're done here." Not a problem. I’m going to bed so you can keep her out as late as you want" I said and then I headed back to our room. Once inside I rushed out back and looked and sure enough, the door to his room was still. The fact that he was inviting her over had to mean something.She said, “He invites you over to his place every night.”“Me ... and everyone else.”There was always a crowd at Sanders’ place. It wasn’t a rowdy crowd and no one actually got drunk. They weren’t even very loud although occasionally someone might shout something to someone else. The neighbors didn’t seem to mind. In fact, a good number of people who dropped by, were the neighbors.People came, then left after spending a half an hour to. Since both of us basically knew the reason for my visit, I took that as an invitation to get things moving along.I went into the bedroom, undressed and laid back on his bed to wait for him. The bed faced a dresser and there was a huge mirror on the wall that provided a good look back at the bed and pretty much that whole side of the bedroom. The shower stopped and I heard him step out and I thought to myself, well, it's showtime. He came out of the bathroom and we were both pleasantly. In the distance was the sound of sirens... "I'll get you an ambulance."The woman waved wearily. "I'm dead, anyway, aren't I? I let that stupid jackass talk me into helping him..." Well, if I put in a good word for you, you might survive," I replied.She eyed me in surprise. "You'd do that?" I might. There are two more, right? Inside?" Yeah. In the corner. Frank called 'em spotters. One of 'em called us on a cell and said to get ready and the other followed you out." I saw 'em. I just wanted.