Pasadena, California – The testThe bright red Corvette had just left the Ventura Freeway in Pasadena and was climbing up the Scholl Canyon Road.
"But may I know where the devil we’re going?" asked the thin guy from the passenger seat.
"Listen how this girl roars on this climb. And how she holds the bends," replied the big guy who was driving.
"Yes, okay, but may I know your intentions?"
"I'm taking you to a nice little spot, away from prying eyes."
After having perforated the wall of the hideout, in fact, the fat guy had not said another word. He’d grabbed his crony by an arm and, in all haste, had dragged him to the parking lot. He’d invited him to climb into the sports car and then was off like a rocket.
"But do you realise what the devil we’ve done?" said the thin guy.
"Don't wor
