Imagine him trying to tellme it's the in thing to be a Goth or whatever that is. Just plain gay ifyou ask me," she thought.Ooo"Harold it's time to get...ready for the New Year's Ball. I've got yourcostume all laid out on your bed. Get in the bathroom, I've got your bathready then meet me in your room," she said."Mom, I'm not going and that's final! Don't you think I've had enough badexperiences wearing your stupid costumes already?" he yelled."Don't be ridiculous Harold. We've been doing this in. Maybe, perhaps, if I could say the right words with enough force, he would believe."Mr. Woodhouse, if you don't help Renee right now, I'll kill you."That seemed pretty direct. He laughed."Oh Tyballa! You sweet thing. Your loyalty to my sad little dyke of a daughter is charming, but..."His smiled deepened. Then, he shouted a single word, a dark horrible word. Something fluttered in the air – no – not the air, beyond. I felt swirling energies, a magic vortex.It started from the runic circle and. So I get it."She looked at me, and I nodded again."And you were trying to make sure everybody knew that it hadn't gotten the best of you," she continued. "I get that too. And then all your talk about how the Program is a good thing, and you believe in it, and you want to support it. Now that I do NOT understand, but I can understand that you'd be willing to put up with a lot for a cause you believe in, however noodle-brained that cause is."I didn't care for "noodle-brained," but I just nodded.. They had discussed bugging the suitcase of money but discarded the idea, not wanting to take the risk of the kidnappers discovering it. Instead, Amy rented another car. Mel, Roxy and Amy would drive separate cars when they shadowed the kidnappers. It was doubtful they would notice the tail if all three cars took turns keeping them in sight. It was a risk, but one they would have to take.With all preparations completed, the team waited for a phone call. The call came. Tracy answered it and was.