Even the crew putting the finishing touches on the tent and the catering staff stopped to watch and then join the applause.Cindy turned and spontaneou...sly hugged Case.He feels so good. There’s a lot of muscle under that shirt.He grinned. “Now that was fun.”“Yes, it was.” The hug, or the song? Stop it! Cindy could feel her face flush as they stood close.“You understand that wasn’t really an audition, but if you play your cards right, and want to give up the life of a nomadic flyer, we might be. I paid the outrageous fee to take the public ferry with my horse across the Bay to San Francisco. When I got there, I found three cities: a "modern" bustling city of affluent business men, a slum representative of the worst possible places to live, and a city of SIN (note the capital letters!!!) known as the Barbary Coast.The Barbary Coast consisted of virtually nothing but flop houses for men to rest in between visits to the gambling houses and the brothels. This section of San Francisco was. But, though that would be easy to understand, it would also be a top-fuel Class A conversation-stopper. So I said, ‘Can I get you another cup of coffee?’ I was prepared to blow a large part of my five-dollar weekly pocket money there and then. It would be better than spending the 45 cents on another pack of L&M Filters (and if you’re old enough for any of this to make sense to you, my condolences. If it doesn’t make sense, congratulations, but settle down–you have a long way to go). ‘No, this. ’ I moved up slowly to Hank. ‘Helicopter see anybody yet?’ ‘Yeah, two of ’em.’ ‘Val saw them too, just flashes. I want to set an ambush. But first, ask the helo if they can see anybody way back of us, like halfway to the railroad.’ ‘All right.’ He got onto the radio, talking softly. We walked along silently and then he got an answer. ‘Big force, five or more. Not moving. They’re at a spot we passed before.’ ‘So they’re waiting for us to go back out the same way we came in. Can you request more.