Linda really came into her own here - as aformer prostitute who now owned a beauty salon her expertise began wherePamela's ended and she had the equip...ent too.Martin was also at this time given the diary Lorraine had kept from theage of 12 and encouraged to read it to help practise Lorraine's voice -indeed to learn to think like her. It often left Martin in tears suchwas the awful life the poor girl had lived, although Martin was awarethat the cocktail of drugs and hormones he was taking often. "All you need is to act more like one. Be more of a girl for him. Mad at me for saying that?" No. Not really." You like it, right?"I nodded. "Yeah." Good." She ran her fingers through my hair. "I could help you, you know, with some pointers." You could show me more?"Karen folded her arms. "I'm thinking. First you need a touch more daintiness." How?" Okay. When like Frankie comes down, you do this ... " She faced an imaginary Frankie and gasped very lightly, clasped her hands and brought them to. The computer off to the side of the container is casting off a steady beep with each second that steadily clicks down... 4... 3... 2... 1... Mark... An alarm begins to blare before being cut short as the giant vault like door cracks open, hissing even more steam. The door part quickly and the figure takes its first step from the container onto the cold floor, stepping through the steam.Revealing herself to the florid and empty facility stands the assassin, Tsyr Ker, naked and reborn. She. ” Jennifer looked at the girls and me. “What do you guys think? Should we do it?” “Are you crazy,” Jillian nearly shouted. “We’re talking about a hundred thousand dollars here. Of course we’ll do it!” “Yeah!” Jessica and I enthusiastically agreed. “Alright then, let’s go use the computer in the den.” The three girls got off the couch and headed for the den. I stayed back for a minute and opened the package of cards marked Action. I wanted to see what we would be getting ourselves into. When I.