.. your breast to cover the dash." Do you want me topless?" Sandra laughed."I'd love it," Scott replied, "but it might detract from the product." Gee,...thanks," Sandra chuckled."Okay, relax now," Scott said. "I have to change about half the lighting."Scott climbed one ladder and then another, changing the angle and intensity of the green lighting. After each change he had to climb back to his platform and check the results in his viewfinder."My, you really do work, don't you?" Sandra remarked as. Turning back to me she said; "The mother concurs, Alison has indeed completed her Rite of Passage and crossed the threshold."She turned again and stepped to Angela's line. "Who witnesses for Angela Marie Scott?" She asked.Angela's aunt matron answered; "We, her aunts witness for Angela. Through our guidance and instruction she has undergone the Rite of Passage and stepped across the threshold into womanhood."Again from the shadows came another male voice saying; "I also witness for Angela.". None. Zero. But I did have a professional curiosity about why Allen wanted to see me. Okay, nosiness.I met with Beryl Thatcher and Gloria Allen downtown. In an FBI interview room in the jail complex. Thatcher, despite a lack of makeup and that prison diet, looked fresh and composed. Good bones.Her attorney looked smart and tough. Slender, focused, intense. In her early 70s.Thatcher didn’t utter a single word during the short meeting.Allen looked directly at me, “You have an FBI contact in DC.”. ” Jessica said excitedly. “Oh, really?” Judy asked, sounding excited. However, I was not. “What boy?’ I asked somewhat sternly “Just a guy in my chemistry class.” “What’s his name?” I asked her. “Jeff”, she told me. “Well, I’d like to meet him”, I told her. Just then I saw Ashley smile at me from the corner of my eye. “Why are you giving me the third degree?” Jessica asked, “Am I not allowed to have guy friends?” “It’s not that”, I said, “I just want to make sure you’re safe.” Jessica rolled.
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