"Okay. I'll drop it off at the dock. Don't bother bringing it back. Just let me know where it is so I can tell the insurance company."
"I'm a safe driver, Gus," Rick said with a grin.
"If I believed that I wouldn't lend you the car. Leave it in my back yard when you get through, huh?"
"Thanks a million, Gus. I'll take good care of it."
"Don't. You'll spoil it."
Rick rang off. "What time is it?"
"About half past three," Scotty said. "Why?"
"Let's take the Cub up for a little spin."
Scotty chuckled. "You're never as happy as when you're trying to unravel a mystery. Any mystery."
"You don't like it," Rick scoffed. "You like a peaceful, quiet life. A book and a hammock. That's for you. Why don't you go get one of your Oat Operas to read and leave the mystery to me?"