" Peter replied.Our plan was to ambush Louise, so we hadn't called ahead, which turned out to be a mistake. "Should we wait for tomorrow to approach h...r, or should we call now, or maybe just go over and risk it?" Peter asked Trish."Call her and ask if we can come over now," she replied."Maybe we should call her and Ada and try to arrange a breakfast meeting with both," Peter suggested."You tell me what you want to do. We can try any of those options," Trish agreed."Let's call Louise first, then. Ryan was taken aback, speechless."Well?" the girl asked, "What are you waiting for? You gonna come in ornot?"Ryan, still surprised, stepped inside. The girl was very pretty and shelooked familiar... and then it hit him. It was Kristi Turner, the co-captain of the cheerleading squad. She was one of the most sought aftergirls in school, so how did she end up in Jeremy's house?"Kristi, what's going on?" he asked, completely stupified. "What are youdoing here? How--Did you and Jeremy hook. I was shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4 years. He’s 16 now and is a ringer for his dad. Is it me, or are kids maturing much more quickly these days? I must be getting old. Even policemen look far too young. Paul and I didn’t attend the wake. I couldn’t bear seeing anymore of Allan’s mousy, stupid little wife or hear her irritating Home Counties English accent. More to the point, I couldn’t accept the ghost of Allan in the shape. Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welcher Beziehung standen sie zu mir? Welches Museum möchte nicht ein Originaldokument aus dem 19. Jahrhundert besitzen, und warum könnte ein Tagebuch „weder zur Ausstellung noch zum Studium geeignet sein“?Der beste Ort, um diese Fragen zu beantworte, schien das in Leder gebundene Buch zu sein, das auf meinem Tisch lag, und ich löste mit ziemlicher Aufregung und Neugierde die Riemen und öffnete den Band.Ich war.