"Angie said, "I want to talk to you about the victory lap."Renee jumped in saying, "I am happy with you being in any line you want.We deal with that t...here."Angie knew Renee was trying to tell her to buzz off in the nicest waypossible. "I think that your friend Luke should be in the victory lapinstead of me."Renee was now invested in the conversation. The rep somehow knew Luke'sname and she also did not care about getting some free advertisement fromriding that lap. "How did you know his name?". They still treat him like he's a cool guy. Nothing is apparently wrong ... except I'm a girl! Somehow Lexie stole my body from me and is now leading my life!"With that, tears started gushing down her face. Poor girl, I thought. She's kept it all bottled in up until now. Sure, she used to be a tough guy who couldn't cry. But she's got all sorts of hormones wreaking havoc with her mind now ... and the stress of suddenly trading bodies with a stranger doesn't help one's emotional control either.. .. thought the bluesman, his eyes had witnessed a lot of skinny girls.... he seemed really sattisfied with Jennifer's healthy physique. The girl was an angel, thought the bluesman... his palms careesing the surface of the drums, his fingers tapping against them. Jennifer was somehow aware of the peeks given by the middle aged bluesman, till an extent she found it to be sick, on the other hand...she didn't seem to mind a lot, she thought of it to be natural, knowing men were secretly beasts, she. " She nodded at the agent named Dan. "The vast majority of theagents are usually discovered and killed. We have tried to co-op some ofthe Cartel's own people. However, their loyalty is firmly to the Cartel." What we need is an insider. Someone who can provide us with information.We believe you could be that someone."Amber was stunned. She looked to each of the officers with disbelief. "Idon't understand. What do you mean, why me?" You meet the profile of the individual we believe will be able.