So let's jump ahead. They've gotten away with it for years. But when the cops presented them with the transcript of Stacie's hypnosis session, they fo...ded up like a ten-dollar suitcase -- first Liz, then Ted. Why didn't they play dumb and try to stick it out?" Fear." Jeff sipped his cognac. "Simple fear. Think about it. Stacie, the girl they've terrorized for years, is now married to a successful and influential lawyer. It's almost Dickensian. They've now been imprisoned for what they've done. ...... GoodEvening, is that Margaret Peterson?" Yes it is, and who is that?"My hands were shaking, my stomach was turning over and over, faster andfaster, I didn't think it would ever stop, I felt so nervous. Thenquietly I got out, "Oh!....Th......Th...... this isM.......Mer.........Meredi.....th B.....uurnett calling." My Dear how lovely it is to hear from you so soon," came cheerfully intomy ear."Thank you," I said again quietly and nervously, not quite sure of whatelse to say. My hands were. ”“Do you play any other instruments?” “Piano, cello and the clarinet,” I smiled broadly at his raised brow. “My mother was a music teacher; she always said that music was the key to a person’s soul.” His deep blue eyes softened at this and he stole a moment to glance me over. If he hadn’t had been drinking then it might have been more subtle, but it was plain to see that he was taking in every curve of my body. Yet my only response was a flirtatious “What?”He shook his head as our taxi pulled. He said that his family was new in town and he truly appreciated Jimmy asking him to join he and his friends for a swim. He was still holding my hand and I didn't mind at all. This was no ordinary teen age male.I had felt this way only once before when I had first met a particularly exciting man. I had been on a business trip, I had worked in those early days before Jimmy came along. I was staying at this nice hotel and I had bumped into this man as we got on the elevator, literally. He grabbed.