"She scrambled out of the crawl space and whispered for me to wait awhile before emerging myself.I wriggled out, suddenly aware of how close the littl...e space was, and crept to the corner of the hall to check if the coast was clear.I could hear the banging of doors and far off voices. I waited until the commotion died down before creeping back to the van.Later, in my improvised bed, I could hear footsteps. Upon observation I could see someone walking around with a torch. I hoped that Nan hadn't. "Much better." With but a stroke of the brush, Paul vanished from the workroom and found himself being transported to the inside of the comic panels. His flat image was copied in different poses throughout the comic strip. "Welcome to the comic book, Paula." When her roommate didn't show up that evening, Katrina went down to the address that Paul had left. The place was empty, except for a table vase filled with brushes and a comic strip Lying beside it. She noticed the image in the panel did. His work impressed her, his intuitions correct and development efficient, but he often overlooked the corporate chain of command. She couldn’t deliver what he wanted. Not even if she wanted to. The rest of the company was clinging to her division, her leadership, for survival. Going straight to the vice president as he had damaged her, her reputation, but Greg refused to understand. ‘We’ve got one good opportunity with this, Joyce. We’re going to miss it. We’re going to miss it because you. Her new orders would beissued, and those laws would govern me.I appeared to be the teacher's pet. But that fact didn't grant me aneasier way. I was exempted of nothing. I had to work even harder,because Mistress wanted a record-setting performance from me. And Iwanted Mistress to be proud of me. I hoped to deliver all Her desires.Why would such a self-reliant guy need to please a new girlfriend sobadly? Lorain used to say that I was a decent "catch," if I wasn't soinsecure around women. Yet.