"Want to come along for a drive?"
He came up to the passenger side of the front seat. "Why don't you put the top down?"
"I like the way the fog feels. Come on." She stretched across the front seat and opened the door.
"Someplace in particular?" He caught the door as it swung out.
"Well, yes. Somebody wants to see you."
"Oh?" He got in. "You playing messenger now?"
"Don't be nasty. This is for your own good, or I wouldn't be doing it."
"Okay. I take your word for it." Wheelan stretched his legs out as far as they would go and folded his arms.
Karen made a U-turn on the smooth street and drove carefully back through the town.
Near the fairgrounds Wheelan asked, "You taking me to the meeting with you?"