Mary drove down one street, then another, but she lost sight of the limo. She cursed to herself, then became overly concerned. Her son sounded like he was alright over the phone, but he was with a bunch of strangers. He obviously didn't understand what kind of trouble he could be in.
She drove down another street, not giving up, and that's when she spotted a limo that matched the one that took her son. It was parked in front of ... Profile Style? Why would it be there? But then again, did it matter? She found the limo. Now she just had to find her son.
Mary parked her car, then headed into the salon. By now, the limo had been parked there for over ten minutes. And that meant that Brandon was ten minutes further along in his changes.
