Genie was currently working on that. Nothing else of value was yet available.Just as the meeting was breaking up, Genie reported that he had tracked d...wn something useful by working on that telephone number. He had a name and an address for a member of the Russian gang who was supposed to monitor Obaninov. The name probably meant nothing since it was Ivan Ivanovich, but the address was real. In fact, it was an office in a respectable office building in Moscow. Genie was checking that out as we. No one wearing such a stunning bra would cover it up with asweater or shirt. He looked at the sheer white blouse and could imaginehimself, the sheer blouse tight against his lace bra, actually drawingevery eye through the fabric to his chest. In back, the eyes wouldtravel down and across the embroidered back strap. His breath tightenedagain as he realized that was exactly the effect he wanted.Hands trembling, voices in his head screaming "No!" and "God, yes!"Will unclasped the hooks, slowly. "You're not riding with him," he shot back. "Come with me," he instructed as he took her arm and led her toward the elevator. Barb let him push her along. As they boarded the elevator, she was already scheming on how to get even. If this was his idea of seduction, she thought, he was in for a big surprise. She watched as he punched the button for the top floor. She pointedly squared her shoulders to the door as she waited for the elevator to move. "Hey," he barked. She turned to him with every. White some what indignantly."Lori," said Marie simply.Lori's hand started to glow blue as she walked around the room checking walls and the floor.As Lori went around the room touching the walls and floors Dusty's skin again had that static feeling to it.And again it felt like he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. Was this what she was asking him if he was doing before? No one else seemed to notice, but he could clearly feel something going on here as her hand softly.