‘Help me, please.’ there was a shimmering from the center of the pentagram. I gathered the picture and the broken mirror into my box and told the ...oice that I would help it, if it could help me somehow. I tucked the box into my jacket pocket and headed into the house, wondering if I had woken up yet or if this were some weird dream brought on by my being upset. The house was in chaos. Things lay broken everywhere. Christyne and Jack were a mess. He was missing a chunk of hair from the side of. "I'm sorry about your farther," Tracy said as she entered my office, she was wearing black that day and she looked fetching in black. I on the other hand was a bit hung over from some heavy drinking the night before. "Are you ok Mr. Logan?" No I'm not ok," I said. "I wish I could say that I was but I would be lying to you," I felt a tear run down my cheek. "You know, you look good in black." Thank you," Tracy said. "Can I get you anything?"What happened next might have been caused by pent up. Je repensais ? mon soutien-gorge mal ajust? qui m'avaitco?t? pr?s de quarante dollars. Peut-?tre que quelqu'un aurait un trucpour ne pas se ruiner en nouveau v?tements.CHAPITRE 5Je m?appelle...C'?tait enfin le week-end. Depuis que j'avais d?croch? mon emploi ?l'entrep?t. C??tait la premi?re fois que je pouvais me permettre deparess? un samedi matin. Au chaud sous ma couverture, me m'?tirail?chement, esp?rant que la maladie aussi aurait d?cid? de prendre unejourn?e de cong?. Une douleur. * * * * *The wind howled outside as Vicky opened the door to the dark hotel roomand flicked the lights on. The room lit up to reveal a luxurious kingsize bed, an entertainment center and other assorted furnishings.Victoria stopped by the bed to drop off the bags she'd been carrying.Christopher followed her in and the two examined the room in betweenlustful glances at each other.The young man was wearing a light blue button-down shirt and khaki pants.At 5'7," he was the same height as Vicky and.