It was after 5 pm so there were few employees still in the business office. I walked up to my office and looked at the sign “Deanna Ingram, VP of Ma...keting” and wondered if it was all worth the headaches and lack of a home life. I rummaged through my mail and turned on my computer. As I was working, I saw a man walk by my office and smile, I smiled back as is my nature. I didn’t recognize him though so I stepped out into the hall and asked if he was a new employee. He said yes, I just started. But the three men appeared to have suddenly lost interest in her.She was aware that the American was in the bathroom messing with something, the other two moving apparatus to the same tiled room. She thought to leap for the door but realised it was probably locked. She didn’t care and pulled her body up trying to get off the bed before they noticed.She lunged for the door and screamed in panic as the man gibbering excitedly rushed after her. She only just turned the handle feeling the door edge. "It means if we don't do something now, the Brain Trust will probably dissolve and all its good effects will wither away. We're specifically looking for replacements -- someone with the intelligence and fire to carry on the tradition of tutoring and help we have to offer. We'd like you two to consider joining our core group."There's a lot more we do than tutoring; you'll find out about it. I think between you and Janet, we've got an excellent start in keeping 'this thing of ours' going and in. Until today,when Katelyn's mom phoned Kristen to report that Katelyn's appendix cameclose to bursting the night before and she was currently in recovery.Katelyn was Kristen's flower girl; she was a very pretty eight-year oldwith long auburn hair, apple-cheeks and dimples that could melt yourheart. The perfect girl for Kristen's perfect day, presently meltinghearts at St. Cecilia Hospital. Needless to say, the news rocked Kristen's world. A few valiums andfrantic phone calls later she settled on.