Rich Hoffman

This is unbelievable,_ James said. __ mean, you guys are out here planning to build an armored car out of my dad__ old, and I mean old, car. Mom is in the house making cookies like this is just an everyday occurrence. Once this starts, you guys probably won__ live through it, and nobody is acting like it__ a big deal. I don__ know that I__ comfortable with my parents preparing for their funeral._ __veryone has to die of something, son,_ Rick said. James looked stunned. __o you are thinking about that as a possibility? Then why go to all the trouble of putting armor on the car and putting in that big engine?_ __ecause I have to get back to the starting point, which in this case is the Deal__ Gap,_ Rick answered. __nd the car won__ make it if I don__ make modifications._ __nce they figure out what you__e doing and where you__e going, they__l ambush you. You won__ be able to get out of it. They__l gun you and Mom down in cold blood._ James was trying to hide the emotion from his face.

Rick guided her to the outside balcony where they made love under the springtime mountain night. As Renee moaned across the valley below, Rick realized that he hadn__ closed the door and that her delightful calls probably echoed into the lobby below. There was a thought that he should close the door. But he didn__.

But think about it. We__e tried for over twenty years to do everything right, to save our money, to pay our bills, to raise our kid, and to live within the law. We__e done everything the right way, at least to the best of our ability._ Rick grabbed her hand. __ut that__ not enough. That guy is right about at least that much. He__ giving us a chance to do something that will lash out, and he__ willing to pay for it. I can see the sincerity all over his face. He__ not trying to con us. He just wants an ally, a foot soldier._ __hy you?_ Renee asked bluntly. __s it that hard to find someone crazy enough to do something that extreme?_ She caught herself and started laughing. __aybe it is.