the silence stretched out between them , the crackling of the fire and the waves washing up on the shore not nearly big enough to fill it . the lone black mercedes or jaguar turned into two , then three . how did you get here without me knowing ? '' last thing i want is some joker to see three easy marks . even though the moon cast his wandering beams way over the hills tonight , the forest looked quiet and peaceful . it was always good to hear from his brother . 