" He responded non-chalantly. I didn't think much of it but just kept getting dressed. "You look amazing Ashley!" I heard Steph squeeling in delight. ...Let me do your makeup and wig."She sat me down on a swivel chair in front of a mirror, facing her. She started with some mascara, and finshed with some lipstick. The final touch, a blonde wig that she used adhesives on. "I think we have ourselves a favorite to win!!" Steph yelled as she gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Whooo hooo!" I yelled standing. I didn't want you to worry about me or go to a lot of trouble with dinner." Fine Ryan," I said calmly. "Tell Tabitha I said hello." I heard the phone drop and a lot of static. It sounded like Ryan had dropped his cell phone and damaged it. I hung the phone up and it rang again within a minute.I picked the phone up and he started whining before I said anything."Melanie, Baby, what are you talking about?" he asked. "My secretary is old and her name isn't Tabitha. I don't know anyone named. There was an oversized desk and chair occupied by a man of about 35 in excellent physical condition. In front of the desk was a overstuffed chair, and that was the extent of the conventional furniture in the room. Otherwise, there were several large and small cushions scattered about the room looking as if they were just waiting for some sort of interesting activity.The man stood up as Jeremy entered, escorted by a beautiful and nude receptionist. He shook hands, introducing himself as Howard. Just totalk. Trouble was, I didn’t have the slightest idea of how to contacther. All I had was her first name and the name of the high schoolthat she attended. I knew the school was in New England or upstateNew York, but I didn’t know how to go about finding it. A couple of weeks passed and then I got a phone call. It wasthe policewoman who’d bought me coffee and driven me to the busstation. She told me her name was Shannon and cautioned me againstmentioning her call to.