Chapter 58

Finding the ball, AJ looked at Webb and asked, "Don't you find that just a bit odd? That you can't track down even one of the mothers?"

"Yeah, but we don't have a clue what it could mean," Clay replied.

AJ sighed and restrained himself from making a snide comment about Webb never having a clue, and instead started to ask for a nine iron-then remembered Webb didn't play. Shaking his head, he walked back over and pulled the club from the bag. Going back, he hit the ball onto the green just short of the hole. Satisfied, he walked, while Clay drove the cart over. AJ wanted to see how level the green was. He felt he could make this in one stroke. Pulling the putter from the bag, he walked back to the ball.

Webb, anxious for AJ to put the ball in the hole, watched carefully, and just as AJ was about to hit the ball, he asked, "AJ, aren't you going to swing first?" This caused AJ to lose his concentration knock the ball harder than he intended, overshooting the hole.

"Damn it, Webb! Can't you keep you mouth shut? How do you expect a man to concentrate?" asked an aggravated AJ.

"Well, excuse me for trying to help!" replied Webb.

"I know how to play, I don't need your help," sighed AJ. "Now, Webb, shut the hell up!" AJ took his putter, and gently tapped the ball, sending it into the hole.

Out of the blue, a couple of drops of rain hit them. "I thought it wasn't going to rain?" smirked Webb.

"It's not! You don't count a few drops as rain," grinned AJ.

"You mean you're not going to stop 'driving' and go in? You can't really be going to golf in the rain?"

"Webb, this is NOT rain, it is barely sprinkling!" AJ growled. "Listen, why don't you just take off? I have to pick out my own clubs, anyway. You're useless as a caddy, just leave!"

"Really? Thanks!" and he left before AJ could reconsider.

AJ managed to complete ten of the eighteen holes before his cell rang…

Friday, April 16, 2004

1130 EST

On the other side of town

Pensacola, Florida

Sarah was in heaven! She was having a full body massage with some of the oils that she had brought with her from Ms. Bea's shop. Mac made a mental note to go back and get some more before the mission was over! Her hour-long massage had relaxed her so much that she had felt like a puddle when they told her it was time to get up and move over to the mani/pedi section.

Mac gave them a blank look and asked what the mani/pedi section was. She was looked at strangely by her attendant, but informed that it was the manicure and pedicure area. With comprehension dawning, Mac followed the woman and prepared to be pampered some more.

When her all twenty of her nails had been buffed and polished, Mac was shown to the lunch buffet that the spa provided for their all day customers. After filling up on all the tiny sandwiches that they offered she was told that it was time for her hair appointment. She was draped and shown to the shampoo bowls, the young girl had just soaped up her hair for the first wash when Mac's 'special' cell phone rang.

She jumped not expecting the thing to go off…"Hello?" she said trying not to get the phone wet as she held it to her ear…

"Pensacola Naval Base, maternity ward. Is this Mrs. Bayer speaking?" asked a voice from the other end.

"Um, yes...yes it is," Mac said sitting up much to the annoyance of the girl trying to wash her hair.

"Mr. Lore has instructed me to notify you, that your special delivery is on its way as we speak," came the reply.

Mac was excited. This was it! She said into the phone, "I'll be there in thirty minutes." She snapped the phone closed and looked at the shampoo girl, "Please, just rinse me. I have to go now!"

Stunned, the young girl looked down at Mac and inquired, "Ma'am, you're not interested in finishing out your pre-paid 'works of the day' special?"

"Something important has come up and I have to go-now will you please rinse me off!" Mac snapped.

"Certainly, just lean back, if you will, so I can finish the rinse," replied the young girl heatedly.

To be continued….