"I mean, to be killed, or... turned?" It's a dangerous life, Julian," Anthony answered evasively. "Thosethings can happen whoever you are, just as yo...u've seen for yourself.Mr. Clemson certainly didn't need a ring to be a target." What am I accepting exactly?" Julian said. He held the ring in hisfist now, hiding it, and turned to look directly at Anthony."Not much," Anthony chuckled sarcastically. "Power, virility, wealth.All the women you want. Oh, and eternal life. How does that sound?". When we got onto the sand, we both removed our shoes. The sand was hot on the bottoms of our feet, but we soon made our way down by the water. The damp sand felt cool and soothing on our bare soles as the ocean waves lapped across the tops of our feet. We proceeded to walk hand in hand past the crowd sunbathing on the surf. We knew where we wanted to go. About fifteen minutes later, we had walked well past the end jetties and found our relatively secluded spot that we held so dear. We set up. The next week will be full of just as many surprises as the last week.”Michael walked out of the camera’s field of view. Now all Holly could see was a bare wooden floor and an empty white wall. “But one step at a time,” came his voice, “and the first step is to get you out of there for a bit.”The camera jerked to the side, towards the corner of the room. The space was dominated by a large platform bed. It was beautiful, made of rich mahogany so finely carved it could very well have been. Marcy could get the two service trucks and fuel trucks. I wondered about a couple of food trucks to fill the gap until a mobile kitchen could be set up. Nothing was going to be ordered until contracts were finalized and we had all the authorizations from the Mexican government.I met with Robert, Tom and the men they had assigned to check on all things Mexico. It lasted more than an hour. The Mexican cartel in the field did practically all their business on cell phones. Tom had found email.