He was the only witness seeing me get into Dana
 
 Martin's car, I thought, and laughed to myself,
 
 recalling how Karen and I attributed so much possible
 
 testimony to Ron Black's dog.
 
 "If he could speak, he could bring down most
 
 of the big shots," Karen had said. "My mother
 
 included."
 
 The moment I closed the car door, Dana drove
 
 off.
 
 "So," he said, turning and smiling at me, "have
 
 you spoken to Karen today? Did she warn you about
 
 me?"
 
 "If she had, would I be here?" I answered. He laughed. "Karen told me you were very
 
 special. She called you the school's biggest well-kept
 
 seeret." "Me? Why?"
 
 He just smiled at me. "To be truthful, I've never
 
 heard any of the other guys talk about you except to
 
 say they wouldn't mind being with you."
 
 "Why should they?"
 
 Again, he just smiled.
 
 "Where are we going? I can't stay out more than
 
 a half hour," I said.
 
 "Okay," he said, whipping the car suddenly to
 
 the left to go down a side drive. He turned to the right
 
 and into a cleared area. I saw what looked like the
 
 start of a house construction. There was a foundation
 
 built and lumber piled on the side. "My cousin is
 
 general contractor for this house," he said, and turned
 
 off the engine.
 
 "So," he said, "what are we going to do to help