He wore a Hawaiian shirt, expensive looking denim slacks and very white athletic shoes without socks. He told us he was a real estate agent. Vic was v...ery much the cosmopolitan Californian, dark tan, cropped beard, linen slacks, black linen shirt and open toed sandals. He owned a restaurant and men's boutique. Joan whispered to me, "I already hinted at what we like to do." Harry said, "Why don't you have your food brought to our cabana." We nodded yes. The cabana was sumptuous, several low slung. .. ?" Henderson," she said. "Lola Henderson. And I don't know where you can find him. That's the problem. That's why I came here."Harper looked at the beat cop, who was standing placidly, not really interested in anything but making sure his captive didn't get away."Did you clear the apartment?"The cop looked pained and nodded. "Of course. There's nobody else here."Harper looked back at the woman. "I'd like to hear what you have to say, but I need to get the scene processed first. We'll talk. That incident had shocked Dara to the core, and put her on the path to medical school.Now, she was prepared with the knowledge and supplies necessary to deal with emergencies in the wilderness. She would never have to feel that helpless again.The sound of footfalls and crunching leaves caused her to open her eyes and turn toward the trail she'd followed to this spot a half hour before. The average woman sunbathing nude would have made a dash for her clothing at the first hint of someone. "How's that feel on?" Abby said running her hand over Mark's chest."Nice," Mark said blushing when she moved to either side of his float totug it out at the sides."And very sweet on you," Abby said."Thank you I think," Mark said."Come on and let's go get a snack and sit in the living room," Abby saidtaking Mark's hand."I'd rather play a little more," Mark said with a mischievous smile."We are going to honey," Abby said as she walked him out of the room.Just beyond the door another that she.