chip in and lets tell a story and have fun with it.

 Just then, she felt a tap on her back, she whipped round and saw Carlos, Chad's Mexican friend. They moved outside to chat in the relative peace and quiet.

 "Hi, gorgeous, missed you at Chad's. You sent any baddies to jail, yet?" They always flirted outrageously together.

 "Hey, Carlos. No, still a law student. Give me a few years and you'd better watch out!  Me and Chad are cooling it for a bit"...

 "Pity, you were a cute couple. But I can see that you're going places, whereas Chad, well, you know him....

Up to?  "Nothing!"  Said Carlos, as he placed a large pinata in front of him.  Why would you

 Carlos seemed to realise instinctively that there was trouble. He sped out to the garden and practically vaulted over the fence!  Mary was left holding the pinata - out of place in a grown-up's party. She was right in thinking something fishy was going on - the police burst in, with their guns out and a fierce-looking police dog by their side.

 Now, luckily perhaps, Mary had read about new developments in forensics in her criminal law books. They were now using dogs to track down drugs, a growing problem in California. She stared at the donkey pinata in her hand and panicked.....

 PS - no idea if this is historically accurarate!

when she came too, there was this rather handsome police officer leaning over here with smelling salts, come on miss, wake up he was saying, she was staring into his beautiful deep blue eyes and couldnt help but notice his dark curly hair and long eyelashes, then she realized why she had passed out to begin with, she said its not what you think, I.. I,,,mary stuttered to find the right words, ok miss, said this handsome stranger dont say anything, we will have to take you downtown for a statement and

When she awoke she cried, "Book Me?  But I'm innocent!"  "What I meant, my dear", said the handsome policeman is "Book you and I a reservation at the most romantic restaurant in town some day" as he batted his beautiful eyelashes, amost making her faint again. "You see I was kidding about the other part"  But, she thought, could I actually fall for someone so......Establishment????

But that body......

 "You're in luck! I finish my shift now! " the policeman said, looking at his watch. " I'm Brad, by the way. And you are..?"

 "Mary. Now, where are you taking me? I'm starving !"

 "Just this little French bistro I know. I take my mother there!"

 "I bet you do!  Lead the way. There's no need for you to change."

 They sped through town in the police car. Mary was really enjoying herself. But, there was a niggling feeling in her mind. Was that REALLY a dead body being carried out of the house?!"

Can I ask you somthing Brad? sure, whats on your mind? Whos body was that you were carrying out of of the back room? Oh just some drug dealer that pulled a gun on us when we confronted him, and we had to take him down. Was his name Carlos? asked Mary.

( glad you joined us tatina123)

Jump out of this car and grab that kids icecream in his hand as she points to a little kid happily licking his cone.. Wow, calm down sugar plum we will be there any minute, whats the matter, and who is carlos, are you involved with somthing you want to talk about? No, i dont, im sorry im acting like this but i find chocolate calms me down, that is my drug of choice. But, im a little curious about somthing brad...

 " Look, Mary, this is not easy to just blurt out. I was adopted at birth and have been seeking my birth family since I turned 18. I found out a couple of years ago that you are my half-sister. Your mother had me before she married your dad. I've been using my police contacts to track you down..."

 Mary was struck dumb at this bombshell!  Her goody-goody mother, who always went to Mass regularly and lectured her about the evils of pre-marital sex!  Well, bang goes her planned nights of passion with Brad!

 "Can we go and get a cup of coffee or a drink or something, Brad? It's a lot to take in."

 Just then, the walkie-talkie crackled "Come in, car 44! An APB on the murder suspect - Hispanic male, early 20s, 6 foot, jeans and purple t-shirt. Spotted in area, caution!  He is possibly armed and dangerous!"

 "Carlos?!" shouted Mary....

( Hi to newcomers!!!!)

Mary leaned toward Brad and ripped the walkie-talkie from his hand.



"Hey, what did you do that for?" Brad asked.



Mary's head was spinning. What more could happen and what more could go wrong, she thought. The walkie-talkie crackled in her hand. She couldn't bear any more news. She threw open the car door and tossed the walkie-talkie out on the road as Brad was driving at full speed.



"I can't believe you did that," he yelled, slamming on the car brakes. "That's police property!"

"Get a grip! Even though you are my sister, I still have to uphold the law. And what are you doing hanging out with one of the Mafia's top Latin America bosses anyway?""

"What?" screeched Mary."

"Carlos Santigo. His nickname is 'The Spanish Godfather'."

"Well, how was I supposed to know that, Brad?" Mary said.

"Just an innocent bystander, Mary?"  Brad said.

"Yes, of course!"

"And just why am I supposed to believe you?"

"Because I'm your sister, you nut!"  Mary's fright was turning into anger.

Mary's jaw dropped in absolute disgust as Brad's patrol car sped off. How in the heck was she going to get home, she wondered.



She noticed a group of people huddled nearby and she approached them. A bus rolled up, parked at the curb, and the doors opened.



Caught in the middle, the people muscled their way into the bus and Mary was pushed inside.



"Stop!" she yelled. No one listened. Breathless, she collapsed onto the nearest seat and stared at an elderly woman next to her. "Where are we going?" she asked her, feeling the bus motor forward.



The old lady smiled at her. "Honey, we're going to Las Vegas," she said, shaking her coin filled purse.

You gotta be kidding me, yelled mary. Do we look like we are kidding kiddo, we are old hot mammas on a mission now shut up and sit down. At this mary started to laugh, thinking, OK, well maybe i should go to vegas and when i get back things will be a little more calmer.

Mary started thinking of all the turn of events that just happened, and a brother? wished i would of known about him growing up, i could of 

She'd just use the money her brother, Brad, gave her for the cab ride home. That along with her credit cards would work, she reminded herself. She felt someone nudge her shoulder and turned around.



"Listen here, Missy," an old lady said, poking her in the shoulder. "You better not delay our Vegas trip so sit back and shut your trap."



"Um....sure, whatever you say," she said. Man, these old ladies were as crazy as they come.

The old lady poked her one more time and settled back into her seat.



Exhausted, Mary leaned back and rested her head. Her eyes grew tired and then she was carried away to a very odd dream.....