Alyshia had made some progress; she'd found Felicia's new address, which had enabled Melanie to get a copy of the lease agreement. Funny thing was, Felicia hadn't signed the lease, neither as Felicia Matthews or Lee Anne St. Clair. The signature on the lease wasn't even in Felicia's handwriting. There was another woman's signature on the lease, a Lonna Tassin, and she'd done an excellent job of burying her information. Actually, Melanie figured Alyshia would have been done several days ago, but they kept getting distracted. In fact, Melanie was stretched out on the bed thinking about distracting Alyshia for the third time that day, while she sat on hold on the phone. Alyshia had found Felicia's address three days ago and Melanie had a copy of the lease by nightfall that same day. Since then, the two of them had been picking away at the mysterious Lonna, but details were scarce. Alyshia seemed to think that Ms. Tassin had hired a pro to bury her information. If it had been your average person, Alyshia had told Melanie, she'd have mountains of information by now, but this woman's was too well buried.
