Chapter 299:00pm... Willy's Island..."Come here, Jim. Sit down over here. Yes, over here... Sit, Jim." Okay... Wow, you're so pretty..." Thank you, Ji...m. I want you to sit here. Sit, Jim. Sit! Good boy. Now don't move. Stay right here, Jim." Taking Jim's pistol, I put the safety on and stuck it through my belt. What I'd shot into Jim wasn't the stuff Rambo had cooked up but it worked fast and lasted about 20 minutes. Rambo had shown me how useful a quick, silent and non-lethal way to put a guy. He is slightly taller than my 6 feet and more muscular by a fair bit, not small myself by any means being a former military, but he had me beat. He looks to be in his thirties, at least a decade older than me. He has short hair, somewhat blonde and a slight stubble in comparison to my jet black hair and stubble. I have to admit he is quite handsome, even though men has never been in my interest. He was wearing a leather jacket fitting snugly against his large frame, the jacket collar hugging. My knowledge of Scottish history was pretty good and I knew that Argyll had originally been settled by the Scots centuries ago. Confusingly, the Scots actually came from Ireland and were not native here in this part of the country. Argyll was actually known as Dalriada back then. If I remembered correctly it was only when King Kenneth Mac Alpin had united the indigenous Picts and the Scots that the whole of the land had been re-named Scotland. I paused in my thinking as the realisation of just. Five minutes later we were walking across the lot to the back door of the lab. Jo, Stoney and Dan were carrying musical instruments. I had a milk-crate full of sheet music. When we got there, Terri was holding the door open to let us in."Hi, Terri-dactyl," Jo said to her, brightening Terri's already dazzling smile."Hi, Jo! I'm excited," she said.Rachel was looking over Terri's shoulder. "Dad will be here in a little bit. He's bringing his violin."It sounded exciting. The Hardesty SUV pulled up.