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So I called the phone number,

and a gentleman answered,

and an appointment was made

for the following week.

I was expecting to go

to an office

or something like that,

but it turned out to be

an apartment building.

I was taken in by a gentleman

by the name of Keith.

And after I was there

for a few minutes,

why, Joyce came out.

Tell me about

that first meeting.

Well, I was

favorably impressed.

She had a totally

see-through blouse on.

I can even remember the color.

It was a light brown,

totally see-through blouse.

No bra?

- No bra,

see-through blouse.

She was very, very easy

to talk to.

At one point, she came over

and sat down next to me.

I was trying to perceive

what type of relationship

existed between Keith and her

at that point.

Perhaps maybe down the line,

I might want to ask this girl

out for dinner or something.

Joyce had a trunk

that she brought out,

and in it were folders,

pictures, tablets,

letters from a private

investigator in England.

She then unraveled a story to me

that was just unreal.

Joyce had hired bodyguards,

she told me, from Gold's Gym.

She was gonna put 'em up

while they were there

in England,

and they were going to liberate

her fianc from this cult group.

In the back of my mind,

I was trying to figure out how

she could have all this money

to take all these people

to England.

She told me she was a model.

I didn't realize models

made that kind of money.

We actually hired some guys

to go with us from Los Angeles

in case we were attacked

or anything.

I didn't know

what was gonna happen.

I didn't know what

I was gonna be walking into.

I didn't know if they would

release him willingly or what.

I didn't know if they would

do something to hurt me.

I didn't know.

Joyce called me

and wanted to know

if I would fly her someplace in

an airplane locally for dinner.

That sounded pretty good.

I thought it might possibly be

an overnight trip or something,

and I was more than up for that.

But when Joyce showed up,

much to my surprise,

Keith was with her.

I felt this was a time

that I could try to make

a determination

on how real she was

and her financial ability.

So I did rent the most expensive

airplane that was possible,

single-engine,

a Beechcraft A36 Bonanza.

When you rent an airplane

like that,

you have to give 'em

a credit card,

and they lock in the approximate

amount it was gonna be.

Joyce didn't have a credit card.

But she did bring out

an envelope

filled with

hundred-dollar bills.

That brought me

a little bit closer to realizing

maybe she has the money to do

what she wants to do.

So we flew down to San Diego.

We had dinner,

and we flew back.

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