CAB.THE DRIVER DIDN’T LOOK ENTIRELY AWAKE.
         
           “WHERE TO?” HE ASKED.
         
         “AROUND THE BLOCK AND BACK.” I SAID.KHE BORED CABBIE LOOKED AT
         ME THROUGH THE REARVIEW NIRROR.HE RAISED AN EYEBROW.
         
           “JUST SHUT UP AND DO IT.” I SAID.THE CABBIR ROLLED HIS EYES.
           “SURE THING... .MISS. . . . ?“ HE LOOKED AT ME.I SAW THE CAMARO WAS GONE.
         
           “NEVER MIND,LET ME OUT.” I SAID.I OPENED THE DOOR.I LOOKED BOTH
         
         WAYS AND RAN ACROSS THE STREET.I UNLOCKED THE JEEP AND CLIMBED INSIDE.
         
         I STARTED IT UP AND TURNED ON THE HEAT.I LIT A MARLBORO AND
         
         TOOK A LONG DRAG.I LET OUT A CLOUD OF STEAM AND PULLED OUT ONTO
         
         THE STREET.I DORVE STRAIGHT TO MACLAINE MODELING AGENCY AND
         
         TOOK THE ELEVATOR UP.I HAD A SERIOUS HEADACHE.I RECOGNIZED THE
         
         AGRNCY IMMEADITLY.SKYE WORKED HERE AS A MODEL AND PHOTOGRAPHER
         
         AS A PART—TIME JOB.I ALSO RECOGNIZED MRS.MACLAINE IMMEADITLY.
         
         TALL AND PiuJivIINENT WITH A NOSE AND A SERIO~5 SET OF EARS.SHE
         
         LOOKED AT ME.
         
           “A NEW MODEL?” SHE ASKED THE SECRETARY.THE SEC SHRUGGED.
         
         “ASK HER.” THE SECRETARY SUGGESTED.MRS.MACLAINE CUFFED HER
         SECRETARY OVER THE HEAD.
         
         “TH~f IS YOUR JOB,NEIL.HELLO AND WELCOME TO MACLAINE MODELING
         
         AGENCY.I’M,OF COURSE,MRS.MACLAINE.THIS IS NY GRANDSON NEIL.WHAT
         
         CAN I DO FOR YOU?” SHE HELD THE DOOR TO HER OFFICE OPEN AND I
         
         WALKED INSIDE.SHE FOLLOWED AND SHUT THE DOOR.SHE SAT COMFORTABLY
         
         IN A LEATHER HIGHBACK CHAIR AD PUT ON A PAIR OF WIDE GLASSES.THEY
         
         SLID TO THE TIP OF HER HUGE NOSE.HER SOFTLY GRAYING HAIR WAS
         
         STYLISHLY IN A BUN AT THE NAPE OF HER NECK AND HER EXPENSIVE
         
         NAVY BLUE BODY WRAP WITH IT’S WIDE,EXOTIC DIAMOND CHAMELON,
         
         I HAD TO ADMIRE HER.
         
           “I AM HRE ON BEHALF OF MY DEAR FRIEND,DARLA CARLTON.” I SAID,
         
         SNIFFING TO IMPROVE THE EFFECT.MRS.MACLAINE SCOWLED.
         
           “SHE DIED,RECENTLY.FORGIVE MY BLUNTNESS,BUT I’M GLAD.”
         I STARED AT THIS LADY WITH HORROR.I PUT A HAND TO MY THROAT.
           “WHY?” I ASKED.SHE LAUGHED EVILY.