She tried calling him back, but his number went straight through to answer phone. Frustrated, she climbed inside the cabin of the truck and screamed, banging her hands against the steering wheel. He was infuriating, no, he was more than infuriating. He was impossible. She suddenly had a brain wave. If he wanted Nancy Drew, then she would bring it! She logged onto the Internet on her phone and called up the local phone directory. If there was more than one Tandy Bond in Town, she was screwed.
Tandy picked up on the third ring. 'Hello? Tandy speaking....'
'Hey Tandy!' She enthused, 'it's Felicity Arnold. We met yesterday? At the barbecue?'
She heard some banging around, as if Tandy was packing away groceries.
'Oh hey, sure!' She said, warmly. 'What can I do for you?'
Felicity swallowed,
