“Do you see him?”“Are you sure Tim and Cathy are out?”“I watched them get into the car and drive off.”“And there’s no chance they coul...d have returned without you seeing?”“Relax,” Rod told her.“That’s easy for you to say.”As she spoke, she saw Johnny move. Because of the angle and the height of the window she could only see the upper third of his body, but she could definitely make out his arm moving; slowly and rhythmically.“You see that?” Rod said in her ear.“U-huh.”She didn’t know what else. He floored it to 100 mph, then 110, then 120. Suddenly, he thought, "What am I doing? I'm too old for this!" and pulled over to await the trooper's arrival.Pulling in behind him, the trooper got out of his vehicle and walked up to the Corvette. He looked at his watch, then said, "Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes. Today is Friday. If you can give me a new reason for speeding -- a reason I've never before heard -- I'll let you go."The old gentleman paused then said: "Three years ago, my wife ran. He flipped a bottle of Jose Cuervo and poured a large shot into the glass. With his other hand he added a long measure of orange juice, then theatrically spun a bottle of Grenadine in the air, swooshed a shot into the glass, waited until it sank to the bottom, then spun a spoon through the drink once, so the red grenadine coiled up through the glass.Sarah thanked him, picked up the glass and walked back out, towards the courtyard, and the source of laughter she’d heard a few moments ago.Sarah. He was hunky and handsome and always gave her the eye. His wife, however, was the one who had beaten-up a former barwoman, so enough said.As far as the younger bachelors were concerned, possibly with one exception, they were a rowdy bunch who always drank too much and made arseholes of themselves. Gilbert was the exception and she became intrigued by him fairly early on. Gilbert was a regular at the bar and generally visited at least three times a week. When Layla first met Gilbert she was very.