Monday afternoon we’d travel to IIT to buy my books, then head to the UofC bookstore to buy hers. We went over our class schedules and they aligned ...airly closely. We decided that Thursday afternoons would be for our grocery shopping trips. I was going to sign-up for the Tuesday and Thursday evening martial arts classes, plus one that was held early on Saturday mornings. Elyse laughed and said she planned to sleep late on Saturdays.At 10:00pm we watched the local news and then Elyse went to the. ‘The firearm only had Dr. Wilkins’s prints on them. His prints are on file with the FBI as he holds a Top Secret clearance. He is right-handed, and it appears he put the gun to the right side of his head and fired it. He would’ve been facing left, as we look at the desk here, so the bullet traveled from the back of the house to the front. He fell forward, the gun dropping out of his hand and landing at his side. Everything appears consistent, sir.’ ‘So what happened, chronologically speaking?’. David decided that this one might be interesting to investigate and then thought how Eastern European she looked.As she got down from the dais, David casually used one of the only two Russian phrases he knew, "Spasibo, gospodina."Immediately she launched into a stream of babbled words of which David understood none. Nevertheless the breakthrough had been made.Wondering as to her background David tried a name he thought she might recognise. "Bolshoi?" he asked making ineffectual ballet dancer. “Chelsea and Melissa, ” Liz said.“Really?” I asked. Melissa had found a way to force the news that was coming the following week out of her mind. She had been really friendly and funny the entire time. Chelsea had moved away from the star-struck kid I’d perceived her to be. She was still excited to be a part of the event but she no longer hung on everybody’s words like they were the last Gospel.“Chelsea was on Brandon’s TV show, ” Liz told me. “That’s where she got her start and … there were.