. and unless I've lost my grip, you can count on it," Lydia advised, her words reaching him in an almost serpentine hiss. "I'll call you back to verif... everything within an hour or so. I want Mark Blakely's balls tacked right up over my bed, Link, you undrerstand?" Right... I know! You can count on me!" Morgan answered in a half-drunken, private viciousness of his own."I better be able to! Get the camera equipment ready, and don't forget... the acid, eh?" she schemingly reminded. "We'll catch. "Y'know, I just noticed that my momsent me a text, Susan. She needs to see me, but I promised to walk youhome, and I think I left some stuff at your house..," Coded messages. Iwas picking up on all them now. I'm sure Steve was as well. Lesliewasn't the best at cryptography, but she scored free tickets to themuseum, and knew where the cool bars were at. I suppose I'll keep heraround."Leslie, that's okay. If you mom sent you a text you don't need to walkme home. You can get up your stuff. If this is some kind of joke, I find it in the poorest of taste!” her said sternly, frowning at the carpet. “I’m sorry, I just don’t believe that Lauren would do such a thing. This is ridiculous, for Chrissakes, she’s only fifteen!” His face grew red and his breathing shortened as he listened to the unfolding story.“What is it Maurice, what’s happened. Tell me!” shouted Daniele, tugging his arm.“Just a minute!” he said into the phone, covering the mouthpiece. “It’s AnneMarie. She says that .... A sound at the hall door. I ask her what the hell that was. She says "Do you like me?" Now I'm really starting to wonder what the hell is going on here. I answer that although I don't really know her, yeah, I think she's cool. She asks, "Do you think I'm sexy?" Hell yes, I mean look at you, you define sexy!" Would you like to have sex with me?" More than my next breath."She says there is something I have to know first. The sound at the door is her Boss, he's standing outside, watching. I ask.