The three of us wound up eating a late lunch in Eoin's office as I told them about the various attempts on my life before being sent back to West Germ...ny. Eoin looked like he already knew about them but Ambrose started looking at me with even more speculation in those dirty snow-gray eyes of his. By the time I finished my story, the lunch was gone and Ambrose was gaping, his eyes bouncing from me to Eoin and back again in a metronomic fashion."Um-" Ambrose began but stopped when Eoin placed his. Angel swiftly turned and headed out of the main building and down the long walk to room eighteen. The handle turned with the key, and the door squeaked open. A blur of a girl quickly sprang from the bathroom doorway, onto the bed. She quickly tried to compose herself, expecting to be in trouble for not being prepared and ready for the umpteenth man who paid for her body. Her eyes relaxed as she saw Angel but her body was still tense, still waiting for a man to come for her. Wheres your. We arrived at the airport and I jumped out of the car to tape their arrival. I quit shooting as they entered the terminal. I figured I would cut to a jet taking off at that point and then end the video. Just as I was about to get back in the limo Stephanie came running out of the terminal. Grabbing my arm she whispered in my ear."Thank you for everything so far. I want a video of Tammy masturbating in the limo. Leave the window down so the driver can see. Tell her I want at least 15 minutes and. "Please, come with me and talk to me for a minute," pleaded Kevin."I'm already late for work," said Becca."Where do you work? I'll call them." I work at Davis, Peters, and Lyndon. They won't like it if I'm late." You work for Davis, Peters, and Lyndon? How come I don't know you? How come you don't know me?" You said Nash? Kevin Nash?" asked Becca.Kevin nodded."Oh, Jesus. I'm so sorry I didn't recognize your name at first." Who do you work for?" Ms. Garcia," said Becca.Linda Garcia was one of.