Friday 9: 15 PMFROM A DISTANCE, I watch the Jaguar appear and swivel into the private driveway. I"m sure the silver Range Rover trailing behind is Hunter. Earlier, I worried he wouldn"t show up but hoped journalistic curiosity would win, and it did. I slump into my seat as Hunter"s car approaches, watching him park two cars behind. In the side-view mirror, lights dim. He peers ahead at women and men entering the home, as I"ve done for an hour, anxious to view a man called Pennington. But I wouldn"t know him if I saw him. The only facets of Pennington I"ve gathered are his address, car, and name. When Patrice told me his name is Ted Pennington, I snickered then frowned at her deceit. Everyone knows Pennington is a teddy bear or is it Paddington. Anyway, it sounds suspicious. Why would she b
