Angel looked on, hugging her arms around her chest. Aware that her nipples were stiff and she didn't want to give a free show to these rough character.... She then looked back at the one 'trying' to fix her car.After a few more minutes he came out with a sour look on his face."Sorry miss," he said. "But you'll need to get to a service station to get this fixed." Oh damn!" Angel pouted.Looking up and down the road, she then turned back to the man before her."Could you maybe give me a ride to the. As they drove home all Carla could talk about, “ I have twice as many tomorrow.” How can I survive 256?” Della thought, wait until you get to 512. But she didn’t say a thing.Then Thursday, the “512 day” arrived. With much fear and trepidation Carla dragged herself down the hall. After both girls entered the punishment room they immediately stripped. But before Carla bent over the bench she was told to go to the single straight-back chair in the middle of the room. She thought “what is this?”. And all I saw was the girl and her surly-looking lover.Until suddenly the light rose, almost blindingly, knocking me from themoment entirely.I sat forward and squinted up, shielding my eyes from it with the back ofmy hand. All the lanterns were lit now with full power, overcharged ifanything and the entire restaurant garden was fully illuminated.Someone cleared their throat. It was the waitress from earlier. I glancedat her then back at the street, trying to spot the people I'd beenwatching,. Over the next six months, I received twice-weekly calls from the Bureau, usually from Barney Fife, and calls two or three times a week from Zach Taylor, trying to keep me up to speed on what they were learning and doing about Lana's disappearance.Once, after four months, I'd had my hopes raised that they had found Lana. But those hopes were quickly dashed when I heard that they had discovered a group of eight women (teenage girls, actually) in a house in Ocean City, Maryland, where the women.