"Yeah. I go out there a lot." Which was random-sounding, probably, and weird, but if Michael couldn't tell Alex the whole truth, he wanted to tell him as much as he could.

He chuckled. "That's probably a good idea. If I start swerving in town, that's sure to catch Valenti's attention." But the flicking motion was distracting in and of itself.

He had the windows rolled down, and rested his left arm on his, figuring that keeping his hand out of the way was a good plan. "The radio works, if you want to find something on it."