There was also a reward posted on the office bulletin board by lunch. It was never collected. He was so well loved by his employees that they would ha...ve paid to be there themselves.He knew who had done it, but he couldn't prove it. His tact did improve afterwards. It could have gone either way, but he chose to let it go. I guess he might have thought the next one might be filled with homemade Napalm.She was a hero to everyone at work and very thankful to me for the idea and help. We were still. Mostly Christmas eve was D-day for the 'keep Alison Hartnet alive' project. I sat behind my rifle, looking through the scope at the FBI agent who was sitting in a glider on the Hartnet/Vander front porch. Christmas eve ticked down to midnight, then it became Christmas. I guess some people were at church. We were here sighting down a sniper rifle hoping to get a shot at some bad guys.I had taken my eye off the scope and was rubbing the tiredness out of my eyes when Arti jostled my elbow. I took. All of us were swimming in two events. John was also there representing our county in my event.I came second to him in the one hundred butterfly event but reversed the positions in the two hundred. Katy came second in both her events while Jim won both his and Di had a second and third. She was disappointed because she had just lost the first of her races by a touch and there had been another very close finish in her second race also with less than half a second separating all three. “No stay were you are,” he asked quietly.Her face showed alarm, “What’s the matter?” She asked.“I have some news, but I’m not sure how you will take it,” he murmured.“Oh god, they can’t be sending you out there again already,” she whispered.“No, I have a new job at a new station,” he replied sitting down on the end of the bed watching her reflection in the mirror.He could see the tears forming in her eyes, “So what are they expecting you to do now,” bitterness creeping into her voice.“They want.