Did I dare? Another glance at my watch told me I did. After one more quick look around to make certain no one was watching, I pushed aside the curtain...and slipped into the changing area. It was a small hallway with three mirrored doors on each side. Five of them were open. I walked up to the closed one and almost knocked before I realized where I was. What if it wasn't Janice? It wouldn't do to get caught in the woman's changing room. I thought for a second and then decided to sneak a quick. He takes tremendous pride in his work. I’m Stan Crane, by the way.”“I can appreciate his concerns, Mr. Crane, but I’ll expect you to come to me with any issues your company may have. I’m going to be very busy with this project. I can’t waste time with members of your crew. You’ll be my only contact point with your company,” explained Karen with more patience than she felt.“What’s the name of your company? I want to connect all the faces with the company they run. I should have asked everyone to. "Craig Miller took her hand. "Engineers are two a penny," he said smiling warmly. "A good violinist is invaluable. You must surely have met my wife, Norma. She's a cellist with the LPO." I ... I don't know," stammered Sally slightly overwhelmed by the warmth of her reception. "I don't really know the rest of the orchestra outside the violins but I'm sure I'd recognise her by sight."Never letting go of her hand Craig led her over to a tiny woman in her fifties. Sally recognised her immediately.. I think not, Monsieur! You have just given me ample evidence of your unsavory intentions towards my daughter. And, you, Monsieur, call yourself a gentleman? Bah! Why should I allow you to enter my home again? Why should I grant you permission to call on my daughter again? Please, Monsieur. I would very much like to know."A silence pervaded the entire room, so heavy that the man bowed under its weight. His shoulders slumped in defeat as he spoke in a voice so quiet it forced Antoinette to take a.