After she left and went upstairs, I helped Gerta clear the table. She tried to tell me to let her do it, but I knew that Hans wasn't doing that well w...ith his back, and she had already worked hard getting such a nice meal ready for us. Emily helped too, and we managed to get everything into the kitchen, so that Gerta wouldn't have to make a lot of trips out to the dining room to get stuff. Gerta wanted to know if we were ready for some ice cream for dessert, but I told her we were fine and would. One Night Relief was an organization designed with the sole purpose of catering to the whims and fetishes of the elite and powerful. For a price.Musicians, actors, pro athletes, ceos, anyone with plenty of cash to spend on a night of personal pleasure, was welcome here. Complete privacy and secrecy were promised. The ONR would not even vet their clients; it was not their concern what they wanted nor did. If needed, the ONR would even make sure clients were not followed to or from their. " For now, put this on." He handed me a pale pink, short, satin dressinggown.He re-attached the chain, something he always did when I was left alonein the room, patted me on the head like a little pet and went upstairs,locking the door behind him.I was left alone with my thoughts, how could this be happening, howcould I get out of it and what should I do? But I kept coming to thesame conclusion, there was no escape, I had no control of events and itwas better to play along with him than face. Rufus is going to be there then? How do you know? I swear you guys are meant for each other. Everyone can see it except you two thick-headed numpties.’ Kainene shook her head in amazement as she rifled through her clothes for her massive Bristol hoodie. ‘You are a legend, Lorna. How on earth are you able to deduce from a simple statement like he’s gonna be there, that we’re meant for each other? Detective Lorna at it again.’ ‘Mock all you like, you lot are gonna end up in a relationship. Mark.