A shade of nervousness and a bit of an upset stomach made Faun tremble as she checked her image in the mirror for the hundredth time.Did she look older today, lovelier, more sophisticated?Had the drug changed her at all?She didn't remember much after Talitha took her to see Devon Brand last night; nor did Faun remember what happened with Devon.Had they made love?Or had she simply passed out?Faun awoke this morning in the bed she and Talitha had shared, in the apartment bedroom Talitha told her they used for inductions.After a shaky effort to rise and walk, Faun toured the apartment but found no one besides herself.Talitha, though, had left her a note in the kitchen, telling her to have something to eat, then shower and dress.Faun had her appointment today at nine-thirty, and Talitha warned her not to be late.She was to report to apartment B624 in the building.