Five strangers … Two million bucks … One lusty redhead … And no holds barred. Staying out of trouble might be relaxing for some guys. But too much peace and quite make me very nervous. Hazel-the luscious lady who keeps me busy and happy during long winter evenings-was trying to sell me her retirement plan. I was tempted. But then suddenly an old pen pal turned up with a couple of friends and a scheme that started my motors going full blast. A two million dollar heist. Cash. Already out of the bank and stashed in a nice, respectable museum-in Cuba. They needed me to help them get it back to the States. That should have tipped me. A hijacker trying to get back from Cuba? I shoulda stood in bed. With Hazel.