”That got my attention. “Are you sure about that? I know who was there.”“Yes I’m sure. Look, all three guys in the paper were real ugly, so ... never would have talked to them. Plus, the one with the lip ring? The picture in the paper showed a hole on the right, not at the left corner. I did not recognize him. I recognized the other two from the car. But the guy who picked me up at the bookstore was kind of baby-faced handsome, and a real charmer. He had his lip ring on the left corner, plus a. .." said Pat. She had a very slightNorth London accent."Oh please call me Sally," my wife said."...Sally, I just want to stress I really don't want anything out ofthis for myself, if you were worrying that I'm trying to get back inthrough you." She smiled, clearly a little embarrassed. "I'm quitesecure, financially. I just want to help out my old clients and staff- and you with your new business."That was actually quite a relief. We'd been wondering if she had anangle. Pat continued."You. Tonight was just too much. I thought I better stay out here until they are done.”“What do you mean by ‘too much’?” I asked.Ron shrugged as he ran his hand through his hair and said, “It’s just too damn tempting not to look. You know, it’s like when you’re ten years old and have a bowl of candy sitting beside your bed on Halloween night, and then they tell you, you can’t have any.”I put the guest list I was reviewing down. I turned toward Ron and put my hand on his arm, “I understand, Honey, and. Within an instant Zoe could hear the slam of the front door. She was now alone. It was then she felt the warm trail of blood slowly flowing down her arm. Panicking Zoe franticly attempted to wipe the blood away. Instead of cleaning up the plasma that journeyed down her arm, her fingers smeared it across her skin. Zoe quickly removed the same blue hooded sweatshirt she had worn the day before and wiped the blood from her arm. Applying pressure to the two finger nail shaped holes just below her.