Hairbrush, comb,lipstick, compact, one package of tissues, key chain made of brass thatspelled 'Rachel' with a bunch of different keys attached. Hmm, ...what are allthese keys to? I would ask Grace later.What's this? A hard pink plastic tube, you pulled apart which held two ofsomething. I pulled it apart and saw two paper covered things. They wereabout four inches long I saw as I pulled one free of the container. What?TAMPAX TAMPON! What the hell!Grace looked over just then and started laughing.. . person had no way of knowing that Charlotte didn't shoot Art."Jeff sighed. "But the bastard did. We were mere minutes ahead of the assassin at Ada's. Not only did this guy know Charlotte had not been successful, he must have had someone already stationed to kill Ada." Jeff hesitated for a second before going on. "The only way I can think of that the sequence of events could happen would be if he has an informant up here somewhere that reports regularly. Knowing that Charlotte had the weapon. That is quitea departure from your science degrees." It is, for sure. I guess I'll be the most overeducated model out there." Say more. Do you still want to be a scientist?" Well...I guess I do. I think modeling actually pays better for onething. Also, it's an experience I can have now while I'm young. I can bea chemist or scientist later, but I can't do this if I wait." That's very good rationale. When do you start?" I have already done some shoots. Actually, I think they were more. Audrey smirked at my nervousness, and popped the cork. There was a loud noise and the cork was off. She removed the cork screw and offered the cork to me to smell. As I took a whiff not knowing what to make of it, Audrey poured two glasses. The two of us clinked our glasses in a silent toast and took a sip. Having rarely tasted wine, and even less often enjoyed it, it didn’t come as a surprise I wasn’t a fan of it. From her face, I could guess Audrey wasn’t overly fond of it either.