Ava grabbed her pack and began walking the perimeter of the fence, checking for holes or gaps that would allow the dead through. She’d managed to co...ver some distance before the angry grumbles of her stomach grew too much to bear. Reluctantly, she ventured further into the campground, desperate for food. A few campers had been abandoned, some still hooked up to the facilities that no longer worked. She stood on her tiptoes and peeked through a dusty window, before immediately recoiling in. He pulled her to him again, this time kissing her lightly. When they separated, she was crying again. “Candy… I’m sorry. I’m glad we had this… and hopefully we can do this again. I really wish, in some part of me, that you were the one getting back from a trip and you and I were the ones getting together.” Mike could read Candy’s emotions then. Didn’t want to. “Michael…” “Please, do me one favor.” She nodded, nearly crying full on now. “ Don’t leave me alone. Act as normal as possible. I won’t. ”“What’s this about?” Arnie asked. “Why are you here, Jen?”“I needed a witness,” I said. I threw a thumb drive onto the desk on top of my badge. I handed Jen an identical one. “You wanted—or said you wanted—an embezzler. There never was an increase in losses that you were worried about. They’ve always been high. Instead of an embezzler, I found a corporate spy. She’s been selling information on the black market for twenty-five years. You’re a patsy, Arnie. You don’t even manage your own. I went into the office to finish the painting. I had a few last bits to do, and then get all the furniture back in place. Sandra came into the office, and sat down. She had brought coffees in, she told me stop and have a chat. We sat on the edge of a desk, she asked if I thought that she was attractive.I felt myself blushing as I told her I thought she was still very attractive and that I had been looking at her ever since I had started working. She smiled and kissed me. She said she was glad.