He made a habit out of never giving up too many details about himselfjust in case a crazy one-nighter decided to come after him. As his mind raced,his...partner grew impatient. ?Jack? Answer me.? He paused before responding. ?How did you know I was in advertising?? Thiswas getting somewhat chilling. A whiskey giggle came over the speaker. ?Oh Jack, you forget things so easily.Like the fact that Caller ID gives both a name and phone number. Both of whichcan be used to find your address online.. At any given time in her life she had been surrounded by more people than she liked to be around at the same time – or liked in the first place. Money and a semi-safe future aside the lack of people to deal with never failed to bring joy to her heart. No one would care or even notice if she wasn’t bringing her A-game all day every day, if she had wasted money on a haircut to look ‘professional’ or cut the hair herself to avoid spending a ton of money on an unpleasant experience with more people. It always thrilled her to think of her hidden treasures thrilling them in turn. It always amused her to think that none of them would ever know what she had on underneath. She had arrived late at the lunch, from her suite where she had been making minor repairs to her appearance, and had apologized and sat down at her name-card place, placing her suite key card on the table next to her mobile phone. She had found herself sitting next to a rather tall, nicely built and youngish man, on her. "Well, you had a bag full of gold coins." Ryan added. "And it was possible you were a criminal, and that you might have been trying to fence stolen goods." The room was deadly silent for a couple of minutes. Elizabeth's face was pale, and she looked like she was about to shed a few tears. "I assume our hosts will fill us in on everything tomorrow morning then." Hillary tried to put her hand on Elizabeth's shoulder, but she shrugged it off. "Lizzy, don't be like that. It's our job.