::Are you all right?:: I asked Rob. Not aloud of course, since as far as Ian was concerned Rob was still back in the city until his morning flight.
::I…I think so,:: Rob replied. But he didn’t sound all that certain.
::Hang in there. You can do it,:: Duff said. He was also connected to Rob in our three-way link.
::Keep telling me that.::
I could almost visualize Rob gripping the back of the middle seat in the van in an attempt not to be pulled back to New Orleans as we drove farther west past Galveston.
::You’re going to make it,:: Duff told him firmly. ::Now that you’ve gotten this far, the rest is a piece of cake.::
::Tell that to whoever makes the damn rules.::
Duff glanced at me, saying out loud, “Philip, pull over for a minute so Ian and I can change places. If Liddy’s going to
