““Okay," I said to Karrin. "Let's move." "Uh," she asked, without turning her head. "move where?" "The island," I said. "Harry, this is a motorcycle." "It'll work," I said. "Look at it." Karrin jerked as she noted the appearance of the Harley. "You want me to drive into the lake." "You have to admit," I said, "it isn't the craziest thing I've ever asked you to do. It isn't even the craziest thing I've asked you to do tonight .””
