The only potentialproblem they could forsee was dealing with my wife, who would presumablyexpect to hear from me at some point. Nanny had already put ...hat offuntil later in the evening by pretending to work for my firm and saying Iwas stuck at the hotel. That wouldn't work forever though. They needed abetter way of keeping me on ice.My original story, about going to a weekend conference, had involved metaking a short haul flight from London to Manchester, so as far as shewas concerned, that was. And of course she had become more and more of a nervous wreck as the day, and then the hour approached when James would come to pick her up, becoming so agitated during the last few minutes that when he finally did knock on her door, she had to clap her hands over her mouth to keep from yelping.But when she had finally managed, with trembling hands, to fumble the door open, he had greeted her as if they were old friends, gathering her into his arms for a short hug and then holding her at arms’. A large smile was on her face as she walked to his table and sat down."Hi!" she said, excitedly."Hello," he responded, holding out his hand to shake hers."Have you been waiting long?" she asked, her smile dimming only slightly."A few minutes," he said."So?" she asked, looking at him."Do you want to order?" he asked her."No thank you. I'm good."Jason nodded his head."Jason? Like I told you, I would really like to see the inside of your truck."Jason took a deep breath and took one last drink of. It was Thursday night we were sitting eating supper when Kat tells me that she is going away for the week-end she is taking off tomorrow and driving north, not sure where but she'll be home late Sunday. I try to get more info but none comes. The next morning Friday she is up and gone before I get up. Like she said heading north she crosses the state line into Michigan and after about an hour she gets off the highway traveling down the side roads she's in a housing complex driving around.