Vic had already proved something could be cured， with photos of his Thing posted all around in his text messages.

Mandy literally had wished Locks functions could be back one day ......

Obviously， after such a long “vacation”， the celebration was not to be ended in a short while. She got pensation so unexpectedly and soon she was exhausted riding the waves.

Even at such circumstances， Lock still pretended to be handicapped， but he wanted to please himself as well. He found some special acupuncture points and pressed on them and soon Mandy was out of her mind.

Lock called her near her ears and received no response. Now he was free to play what he was good at...... He stopped with satisfaction at dawn of Christmas.

What an unusual night！

这个晚上唯一过得不幸福的是Penelope，她又来了，埋伏在洛宅门外一公里处，这里完美避开了守卫的因纽特人帐篷，又能透过山石用望远镜或者单反镜头看到洛宅的大门口。

自从她泄露了这个地址后，跟报社打了个招呼，弄了点费用，就开着车不远千里又跑了回来，在洛宅门外候着。她已经等了三天，一无所获。

她第一天就发现家里多了一个女人，Peter偶尔也会露个面，只是不知道那个Vic是不是还住这儿，一直没有出门。

今天是圣诞夜，哪怕是冰天雪地的极地，也到处洋溢着过节的气氛。马路上时不时地会有车辆播放着强大节奏的音乐，偶尔能看到圣诞老人驾着狗拉雪橇驰过。

恐怕分子啊，你们再不出手，我就要冻饿而死了。Penelope哀叹。

就在此时，凌晨四点，五辆房车从Penelope身边疾驰而过向洛宅奔去。

终于来了。

Penelope用手机拍下了车牌号，发到报社邮箱，然后跳下车，抱着相机向洛宅跑去，老娘这回真要发了。