Tori found the phone number to Mrs. Whitmore and settled in to find out more details.<br/><br/>"Mrs Whitmore? This is Tori Morissette, we spoke on the phone yesterday about possible participation in your competition?"<br/><br/>"Oh,  yes, dearie. Did the tickets arrive yet?" the elder woman inquired.<br/><br/>"Tickets? Um, no ma'am. I didn't know we had agreed to..."<br/><br/>"I know your group wants this according to Mr.Fish's application and that moving essay he wrote describing all of your dedication and loss with the Crenshaw affair. So I have had the airline tickets overnighted via Fed Ex." Mrs. Whitmore chortled, no other way to describe it. "I sent three tickets in the names. of Albert Fish, Jacob Dillon and Tori Morissette. I hope someone will be home because you will need to sign for them."<br/><br/>Tori just shook her head. Jacob came up behind her and slid his hands inside her Tee shirt. She swatted at him as she tried to conduct business on the phone.<br/>"When is this event?" she asked. "Will just the three of us be enough? We lost some of our crew recently and haven't been able to replace them."<br/><br/>He rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefingers. Tori tried to wriggle away.<br/><br/>"The event is for this coming weekend. You will fly in on Friday evening. We will pick you up. You will be staying at the Ursaline Bed and Breakfast, not far from Bourbon Street. Of course, we will pick up the tab on that. The inn is reputed to be haunted but we will not be investigating it.You might want to interview people there on your own time.<br/><br/>Four groups were chosen from the hundreds that applied. One group not far from you, TAPS, is coming and the Society of the Haunted from Oklahoma, you and  Alabama Paranormal Exploration Society, how odd, their call letters would spell APES. You each will chose a name of a local house at random. You will be locked  in over night. Whoever brings us proof, as on video, EVP, camera, etc,provides solid proof that can not be debunked, will win the prize. $200,000 and will be written up in Time magazine.<br/><br/>We will be adding some artificial haunting that you will need to carefully debunk. Any of that submitted as evidence will automatically disqualify your group."<br/><br/>Tori was making murmuring noises of understanding when Jacob ran his hand down the front of her jeans and found her sweet spot. The murmur almost became a moan.<br/><br/>Mrs. Whitmore continued.<br/>"All meals will be provided for using a prepaid Visa card for each of  you. Each card has 400 dollars on it. You should be able to eat and drink some. You will be flying back out Monday afternoon.<br/><br/>As far as equipment, like I told you earlier, we will provide all the equipment for everyone. That way,the playing field is equal and no one has an advantage just because they own fancy equipment. Hand held cameras, digital thermometers, digitial recorders and four cameras for each place that is attached to a command center computer. Each venue will also have a spirit box. the mechanism that allows spirits to verbalize communication.<br/><br/>As for assistants, don't worry about that, We have a pool of people, solo applicants that met stringent requirements to be considered. You can choose from among them if you wish."<br/><br/>Jacob ran his hand a little lower, flexing his legs to get into a better position. He eased a finger into her and nudged her legs apart with his knee.<br/><br/>"Oh, okay, thanks Mrs. Whitmore." Tori answered a little breathlessly. "I guess we will see you this weekend. Bye now."<br/><br/>She hung up the phone and stood then, trembling legs splayed while Jacob ran game under her clothes. The doorbell rang.<br/><br/>"Let Fish answer it," he commanded.