"I heard rustling in the background and his voice sounded shaky when he replied. Most likely he was signaling someone that I was on the phone. I would...have to keep this short, since a trace would be starting any time."Taylor, damn, I almost thought I had chosen wrong to believe in you. What the hell took so long?" We were getting good and lost, making it hard for the Russians to find us, and doing some research." On what?" We will get to that in a moment. First we need to talk about how I am. The silence reminded one of the grave, except for the visitors speaking to one another in Japanese. Mr. Tanaka translated whatever he wanted his hosts to understand. It made Cal nervous, but he absorbed it because he had no choice.Cal led the way, alongside Tanaka, followed closely by Hitaka and Kondo. Norman Shad formed a third row just behind them. Homer and Kyle Stevens moped along in the rear.“We already know about the leak in the roof,” Kyle called out from the back of the parade, when. Not all that often, maybe twice a week with the other guys. Nearly every night with my big brother though.One of the other guys that was a little older, got his license and could get his dad's car so I started sneaking out on dates with him. Nothing special. Usually down to the river and into the back seat. Sometimes there'd be other boys there in the dark and I was easy. I pulled a train before I even wore a training bra. I was the first girl in my class to get a bad reputation. The girls. Full lipped and looking like it had been carefully drawn by an artist his mouth had me going weak at the knees. He reached me just as I looked into his eyes – and I gasped at what I saw there. His blue eyed gaze… it was so sad…so tormented that it made my heart ache. He stopped right in front of me and I was speechless…was I supposed to say something? He came one step closer and I stopped breathing. Tipping my face up to look at him. ‘Three…’ I felt cool hands on my face, ‘two…’ my eyes.