He made sure to tell her, through his body language, that he wouldn’t. She dialed. Through the silence of the room, he could hear the line on the ot...her end ring. When he thought nobody would answer, a quiet voice interrupted a ring. ‘Holy shit. Where have you been?’ It was a female. Her voice was barely above a whisper, and he could hear the exhaustion decorating her words. As if noticing the concentration on his face, she glanced at him, then down at her feet. ‘I got caught up in something. 47. .. K—”“Naw,” he interrupted.“Uh, C, then...”“Aye, that it is, lad. Easy, see?” His grin said otherwise.“C-E,” Lara attempted.Tommy made a buzzing sound.“C–I?” I asked.“Naw!”“H!” I exclaimed. “C–H...”“That’s four chances down,” he said. “Brilliant effort, though, you have the first letter at least!”“C–A?” Lara queried even as she laughed.A? Come on Lara, it’s ‘Kee’... But Tommy whooped. “Now we’re on it! That’s right!”“Really? C–A?” I repeated.Muireann tittered at my disbelief.We wasted many. "Hey, you two! Come and sit with us!" she called."What makes you think we weren't going to gatecrash anyway!" laughed Anne."And look who we've found here!" said Stan, grabbing the only newspaper from the rack. "A fine group of young ladies — I expect we'll be reading about you in here soon!" The newspaper he'd picked up was well known as liking risqué tittle-tattle, the more salacious the better, especially if the people involved were in the public eye at all.Stan sat next to Denise, while Anne. Either he managed to escape or he struck some sort of deal with the Counter spook service. While I had my money on the second possibility, either way, wasn’t good enough for me. That sun-baked goon would not have the last laugh.Now, my friend here is your next lesson. This time the prey is much more cunning and just might even have government help. I needed to find out if he did accept a deal.That chrome skinned Intel officer was way to fast on the scene for being there by accident.I went.