She was wearing a short Jean shorts, and a tight, low-cut tee-shirt. Crossed with her plunge up bra it was a deadly combo.We chatted for a while befor... I dozed off.I awoke with a jolt. We had just turned off the highway onto a gravel road, and that was the first of many potholes. It kept me from sleeping, however, it did make quite a sport out of Kay trying to keep her tits from bouncing out of her shirt, which I watched with great amusement out of the corner of my eye. We pulled into their. " His father?" His father is Marcus."****Before walking to Marcus's home, I tied my hair up in a plain kerchief,and put on the simple dress of a peasant woman. To look so plain wentagainst all my instincts and desires, except for the all-important drivefor self-preservation. It was necessary to disguise myself from any agentsof Moranna who might be on the street. I spread dirt on my face. All inall, I felt as poor as I looked; my time in attractive clothing had beenall too short that afternoon.. “I don’t know,” Danielle whispers as you can see tears in her eyes. “I’ll stay with you then.” “Okay,” Danielle says as she drives away from her place. “Thank you.” You drive towards the hospital, getting more nervous by the second. You enter the hospital and walk towards the wing where Danielle is supposed to be. You sit down in the waiting room and Danielle joins you, immediately leaning against you. You can see the fear in her eyes. “I’m scared,” she whispers. “Me too,” you answer, then. Flo's parents were long dead and Arvid couldn't find a lead to her anywhere. He concluded that she'd left the area soon after he had.Stymied, Arvid returned to California and his apartment and job.He couldn't just let it drop. A couple of weeks later, he talked with a supervisor in the local office of Pinkerton's detective agency. He wasn't given much hope, but they said they could at least find out when Flo had left the Portland area—or if she'd married, they might be able to find out her.