"I don't know what you're doing here, I hope this has nothing to do with Allie." Jon said when the door opened. He did not lift his head and continued typing on his HP Compaq nx9600, but saw her reflection on the glass table. "I came here to your aid, Jon. Please don't push me away," said Stephanie, he looked at her, she was wearing a powder blue dress which touched her knees and had long sleeves and round collars. She walked towards him, and asked him. "I have spoken to Adrianna, Vivian's best friend. She was one of the models from the agency where I am from and," he cut her off. "What about her?" "I know where Vivian is, Jon." he looked at her, pushed aside his laptop and stood up. He leaned towards Stephanie and locked the door behind her. "What do you know?" Stephanie smiled, and handed over a letter to Jon which he unfolded and read silently.
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