He covered the statues in glass once more, and he returned to the floor beside Sabrina. His olive skin glistened with sweat under the room’s hot lig...ts, and his hair was loose from where it had been tied back. It was as beautiful as she remembered, and she had to stifle an urge to run her fingers through it. ‘I am finished, Ms. Thomas, and I am glad to report that the sculptures are authentic.’ Sabrina didn’t know she was holding her breath until she had released it at his words. ‘I’m very glad. "Can we bring anything?" asked Jirra."Just yourselves," replied Celeste with a smile.Chapter 2Liz and Jirra arrived a little past six and were greeted at the door bya short woman wearing denim shorts and a gray t-shirt that read"Property of The Agency." The girl was holding a large mixed breed dogback by its collar."Hi, I'm Beth, and you must be Jirra," she said, as she struggled tohold back the very friendly dog. "This is Spirit, and she can't wait tomeet new people."Jirra reached out her hand. Soon we rounded the final bend in the river beforereaching the bar. When it came into view, I couldhardly believe my eyes. There were so many boatsanchored in the river that they stretched nearly frombank to bank. The bar was full of people, the dock wasfull of people, the anchored boats were full of people,all drinking, most scantily clothed, some beautiful andscantily clothed. All that Mark could say of his first look at the crowdwas, “Sodom And Gomorra, we found it!”Several hours. I thought of trying to get it from my Dad but just never could get up the nerve to let him know how badly I had let down his expectations.One day Pete and Jerry came up to me after school and said, about the money you owe us, you have to go with us now. They looked like they really meant it, so I said OK, lets go. We got into their car, I think it was Pete’s dad’s car. It was a new Lexus, pretty good for a high school kid, I thought. Little did I know.We drove for about an hour and went on.