Why was she here, was it to kill me, or something else."It makes no differnence, I managed to get away with the headbands. Imgoing to swap with you, a...nd send you on the run, as payment for whatyouve done to us, to me," she stated as she reached into her bag and tookout two familiar looking headbands."Put it on, or i;ll kill you now, then kill your sister too," she told meas I caught the headband that she tossed to me.As I caught it, I realised something, once again, she had failed to. The contract signing was a technicality; electronic transfers had already locked things into place. Plus it would give Vicky and Ching Lee their first site inspection and they were going to do a lot more. Marcy had worked up a procedure that she wanted followed when we went to any site. It was so we could evaluate and rate each site by the same standards. This was going to be the test run.These site evaluations were to be one more tool in her bag for promotions and demotions of our site people,. Encountering only blank stares, she hastily added, “But it did turn out kinda fun anyway!”As they pulled into the apartment complex Blake asked Charlene to put the conversation on hold. Tommy offered, “Blake, why not come in for a few minutes. I’ve still got several beers left from this afternoon.”As they were climbing the stairs, Charlene alerted them, “Much as I would like, I can’t join you. I’ve got an early day tomorrow and I need to get some sleep.”Although it really wasn’t what he was. “You dance well,” he said again. “Not so up to speed with the more modern tempo,” I replied. “Perhaps this pace will suit you more,” he said as he moved closer and we turned and moved together. James’ right arm was around my waist and his hand was placed in the small of my back, as he moved me around the floor. His left hand held my right hand and he continued to sway around and against me, as he worked his way in a bit closer to me. I felt uncomfortable dancing so close to another man, a much.