“I’m pretty sure most of them won’t even notice the difference.”
“You’re probably right. Okay, I’ll do a short buzz-by and see if I can scope out anything. But I’m guessing it’s going to be a big fat zero.”
“Probably…but you never know.”
“You never do.”
And Lance slapped a twenty down on the bar for Luis to cover both his and Henderson’s drinks, then got up and left. He knew he didn’t need to extract any more promises from Henderson. The man would do as he’d offered. And then?
Well, Lance could only hope he’d actually get something out of it besides some wasted fuel and a couple of disgruntled tourists.
Kara
I didn’t go straight home, but spent a few hours at Persephone’s house before finally pointing the Prius homeward. It had been good to sit down and talk — not about anything imp
