tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15589213.post-35990338781731757482005-08-19T11:00:00.000-04:002007-08-11T09:53:11.445-04:001-8. He Who Pays The Piper Calls The TuneHe slid his little blue VW Bug into the icy parking spot beside the black stretch limo. It was 4:00 AM and a quick scan showed the darkened lot was deserted. The lights in this area of the lot were all out.
The uniformed driver stepped out of the limo and held the back door open for him, gesturing him discreetly inside.
He checked the time quickly on his wrist watch before getting in. He had toMenoreply@blogger.com