Scott!" I was putting it on a bit, but what else could I do? "Hi, yes.Er, I'm studying contract law at present and I wondered if I could go overthis c...se with you. Could we meet to go over some questions I have." I'm sorry, Kelly, I'm not really sure I have time. Could you go through thequestions now?"The towel was slipping from my chest, exposing my breasts at a time that wasvery disturbing for my mental state, let alone the fact that I was sitting ina public corridor. I was talking to my. While some might think that touching something known as the 'Ghost Machine' might be ill-advised, it seems you're there for precisely this reason. A special invitation from Emilia herself had been given to you, although you don't know the reason you were chosen for such an honor. Or, such a danger. Despite many questions, all Emilia would say is that answers would come in time."Really impressive, a true work of art," Emilia said as she marveled up to the machine, for a moment forgetting others. "Why are you staying at Don's house anyway?" Josh asked. I was glad tochange the subject, but this topic wasn't any better."It's a long story," I told him, hoping it would be enough of anexplanation."We've got time," he said, which took that hope away."It's something I'd rather not discuss," I explained. I had started tobecome irritated. If he kept that up it was going to be a long night. Wehadn't even made it to the awards show yet!"Come on," he said. His tone seemed to indicate that he did. He went back inside, but instead of calling home, he called a friend that lived across the street from his house. While he was talking, Wendy came into the room. Brad said goodbye and handed the phone to his sister."Call your house. I'll bet there's no one home," Brad said."How do you know?" Wendy asked."Your husband's truck is parked in my driveway. So is Lisa's car. They're at my house," Brad said.Wendy dialed her house. After holding the phone to her ear for several minutes, she hung up. She.