Lorraine was clearly rushed. She is a skinny little thing — maybe 5' tall, and 95 lbs. soaking wet. Her dirty-blond hair was back in a ponytail, und...r a baseball cap, she was wearing some worn jeans, with torn knees, and a large TCU sweatshirt over what looked like a sleeveless T-shirt. Her blue eyes looked at me through a pair of glasses with thick lenses."Don't dilly-dally girl, Go get yourself some clothes and a suitcase. Enough for at least four or five days," she instructed me."What are. At the time, he was her legal gaurdian, so it made it easy for him to torture her and pimp her out to his friends. Thats how she met Rich. He happened to be one of Franks friends, and when he offered to fork over money for her, Frank jumped on the offer and suddenly Angel belonged to Rich at the illegal age of eleven. Sure Angel had tried to escape many times, and in fact, succeeded for a short while where she lived with two classmates and their older brother. But Angel, like most girls. I went up stairs and laid on my bed and just thought, thought about my friends I thought about school I thought about my job but most of all I thought about minna I thought about how she had kissed me with so much passion then just left with a laugh I thought about her smile and how much I liked it I thought about how she was older than me I thought about what my friends would say about her I thought about who I should tell or if I should tell and then I just thought more as I tend to do a lot. You are so important to us and we don’t want to anything bad to ever happen to you again...” He continued to exhort me to more sedate activities, but I wasn’t the one sending killers to shoot me. All of my energies were spent staying alive. If given the choice, did he think I would choose to get into shootouts in the desert?Sienna grabbed the phone and spoke to me. “Ross? I was so scared when they said you were in danger. The FBI promised me that you were going to be perfectly safe and away.