What Guido had just told her was a little difficult to take in.

What hope would she have with the local police when the issue came down to her word against Guido's?

But thinking about Guido and the race were two things she'd been trying very hard not to do.

Sometimes Guido and me, we feel like dead weight around here.

That's one of the reasons Guido wanted him at the site.

After all, there was no reason why Guido shouldn't know the truth.

Guido said nothing for a moment, but simply watched her.

Back into the present, Guido is on a beach once more.

But she had only gone two steps when Guido spoke again.

She didn't notice Guido's return just over ten minutes later.

Behind us, Guido moved into the middle of the road and stayed there.

I ran into Guido this morning, and he explained the situation to me.

Justin led Guido back to the table and sat with him.

Guido shook his head slowly as he looked back at her.

A man like Guido would have no problem with such a small intimacy.

Guido said nothing, but by the time they reached the coast road the color had returned to his face.

She must get this phone call done before Guido could interrupt her.

As Guido spoke, he held the glass once more to her lips.

A look crossed Guido's face as he dropped his hands away.

The only person she could imagine lying in it with her was Guido.

But she kept thinking of Guido and the girl in the pink dress.

And Guido was putting in long hours to ensure that he did win.

Only once in all the years did Guido cause any trouble for anyone, and it wasn't really his fault.

"I thought we already knew that," Guido said under his breath.

It's because Guido hasn't been picking on me, she decided.