Maybe I'd wander over tomorrow when she was out and have a look. In the meantime I used the house phone to ring Henry who said he'd contact her as soo...n as possible.The following day, mid-morning when I assumed she'd be gone, I approached Alison's house. Yes, the car wasn't there, that was okay then, I used the key that we kept for emergencies, she had one for ours, and locked the door behind me. I took a quick look around the kitchen and conservatory but couldn't see the phone so headed. He needed to wait until he figured out the codes. He also used the computing power of the nanites who anxiously volunteered to attempt breaking the code.After a few minutes of listening to the guards talking back and forth using the codes, the nanites made a discovery. “Sir, why would we try to break the code when we can just use the code phrasebook the lookout was reading when we went for snacks, earlier today.” A brief pause. “End of message.”“Explain, please.”“We can do better; we’ll just. Probably some sort of twisted maternal instinct he thought to himself wryly, but definitely one he valued.Sam turned to walk down the aisle between the pens and almost immediately encountered Nick coming the other way with an empty bucket. He was grinning and shaking his head. “Have you seen Jacko’s up to his tricks already in pen 13? Sara only put him in there an hour ago. That dog’s a legend!”“What happened?” Sam asked.“Jacko’s been in pen 12 on his own for the last two days while Duke was in. He had short shaved hair which was beginning to bald. He was about 6 foot maybe a little taller and was relatively thin, but I could tell he did not work out. He had a heavy French accent but was pretty easy to understand.He was pretty friendly and laughed a lot, maybe a little too much, but he made me feel at ease. He explained that he was going to interview me with a video camera and then would explain the rest as we went along.I sat on a couch and he was on another couch facing me. He asked.