The travel agent had delivered a bottle of champagne, a bon-voyage' card and a fresh fruit basket. The cabin was exquisite with a picture window, TV, ...ouch, two chairs, dressers, closets, private bath with shower and a king sized bed. Our cabin steward showed up to inform us that our luggage will be up shortly and dinner will be served in the main dining room at six PM. He said "In the mean time have a look around and by all means enjoy your selves. Welcome aboard." I tried to give him a tip. .. I'm so sorry..."I felt numb, absolutely numb. I sat back into my hard wooden chair and tried to blink away my tears before Isabelle returned. My dear trusting daughter! I had talked her into the idea of coming here, and now I realized I had led her right into a lion's den. I felt like shit.Isabelle came back more than ten minutes later, a little longer than I was expecting, especially for an unnecessary rest stop. For the first time in a long, long while, I saw Isabelle smiling. She returned. And he'd seen more than a few.Viktor and Ilsa both smiled. "How can I help, Mr Clegg?" Viktor said.Freddie explained his quest. It was hard to be explicit. He didn't want to mention Strasser, the other girls or their tattoos. Viktor listened attentively interrupting only occasionally to ask questions or to clarify some point or other. He seemed content for Freddie to tell his tale but as the story unfolded Ilsa seemed to get progressively more nervous. She drew her stole more closely around her. "Cindy giggled. "You make it sound like 'the Blues Brothers'." With more finesse. And our lead singer is sooooo much cuter..." That got me a kiss.The phone came out again. I punched up the Hardesty house. Ann answered. "Hi, Dan!" she said."Hi, Ann! Is Dan home yet?" Oh, sure. You need to talk to 'im?"I said, "You two are interchangeable." I heard her laugh. "Cindy has volunteered me to cook a gumbo for the park this Saturday and we've been asked if we could play Saturday night." Oh, I think so,.