Midnight At The Oasis

Midnight at the OasisWhat happened happened on a Thursday night, late. I was in the gym, on the bike, not overdoing it. The attendant and the only other customer were sleeping on weight benches. My dog, Dolores, slept at my feet. The front doors were open, so you could hear the city--buses and trucks changing gears. The music was Lou Rawls. That kind of night.Outside the gym, a cream-and-chocolate-colored Rolls pulled up. Nobody got out. Finally, somebody did. A woman maybe 35, dressed to kill,...