I parked my truck across the street from the motel. On the off-chance I was in for some bad luck, I didn’t want anybody to see my truck outside one of their rooms. I was a half-hour early so I sat there waiting for Sandra to arrive by taxi. That’s odd. I spotted Baxter and a guy exiting one of the rooms. They got into a red Town Car and drove off. Hmmm. Baxter has something going on, I thought. Twenty minutes later, Sandr...