Enter SandmanChapter 10
I packed quickly and efficiently taking enough clothes for a couple of days. Grabbed my Sig P228, my dog Jess and left. I stopped only once to let Jess out to go to the toilet and to gas up the truck. Jess was very nervous in the seat next to me. She was only a puppy but she could sense my stress about our possible impending doom. We arrived at Brian's beach house mid afternoon. Brian was actually out on the deck with a beer in his hand and I took for granted that he would recognize me. He...