" She added.I started to walk to the thirteenth tee and she called me back."Here." She said, handing me a cocktail napkin. "I wrote my number and addr...ess on this. Meet me at the house. I live on the s*******nth fairway at this course. We can take my personal cart right to the practice range. This course will be too busy on Wednesday."She drove off, and I continued on the back nine. I tucked the napkin in my yardage book for safe keeping.Back at the hotel, the girls were ready to go to dinner. By the time I arrived, Yolanda had quietly filled Meg in on what Detective Lofthouse had revealed. She was appalled at the danger this man presented, and just as worried about her family as I was. Meg embraced me as I stepped into the front room. ‘Oh, Aaron, I’m so worried about you. I can’t believe that man could think you would harm Yolanda … or anyone.’ ‘He doesn’t know me, Meg. He doesn’t know anything except what’s rolling around in his confused mind. He’s sure he’s doing the right thing. "Now hurryand get your things in your room, you can hang them up later but for nowyou can get started on my evening meal."He did as he was told, afraid of punishment if he didn't comply and wassent back. While he was at the salon, another man, dressed as a maid, waswhipped and he could still hear the man's screams in his head now. Atleast, painful as the corset and shoes were when he first was put in them,they were already becoming less noticeable. The evening meal broughttheir new situation. He walked south from the Trollheim mountains, looking for signs of human habitation. He came across the occaisional logging party,but they were all stag affairs and he didn't feel the need to announce himself to their attention. After several days of walking through the woods he began to come to the first outlying farms. These too, he skirted without molestig them until he had the great good fortune to see a yound woman step out of her family house to head towards the barn, where the cows were.