FORTY-SEVEN
Freddie buzzed Vivian via her intercom just before midnight and she met him downstairs. She noticed that he wasn’t alone. Barbara was along for the ride.
“Hello love,” Barbara said as Vivian got in the car. “Out for some fun, are we?”
Vivian closed the door, then turned to Barbara. “This could be dangerous, Barbara. You sure about this?”
“More dangerous than getting groped at 35,000 feet?”
“Yeah, maybe way more dangerous.”
“I already told her,” Freddie said. “It’s no use. She wants to be the getaway driver.”
“What?” Vivian said, looking from Freddie to Barbara.
“You know, the wheel man,” Barbara said.
“I think you’ve seen too many movies, Barbara.”
Barbara grinned. “It’ll be brilliant, love.”
“I’m not sure about this plan of yours,” Freddie said. He started the car a
