"I'm afraid not. It's all work, work for me. But I would make an exception for you."Kate was happy to think he would make an exception for her, and sh...e borrowed his pen to write her telephone number on the paper napkin beside her."Just in case you manage to find some time in your busy day and if you can find your way to Tonbridge." He pocketed the napkin."I'll make a point of it." A sly smile came to his face. "And I found my way here!" Kate giggled a sound he decided he liked.At the end of the. " She thought. The door opened, just as she was about to ring the bell a second time, by a young man in a suit. "May I help you?" he asked in a deep voice. "I am here to see Mr. Howe, he is expecting me. I am from Clarke Bentleys office." Yes, he is awaiting a guest but he thought it was going to be Mr. Bentley himself." He was going to come but then a last minute meeting cropped up so I am here in his place." "He is out in the greenhouse, I will get him for you." No need, I will find him. Perhaps eight or ten people were there from editorial; only he and Michelle were there from the SF department, which was actually the biggest single editorial department. Melissa Schaedler, another editor, had been missing when Dave had called on Wednesday, but had turned up uninjured not long afterward; she'd volunteered as a helper at an evacuation shelter and had just been too busy to think to call in. There were people from accounting, sales, shipping, and so on, mostly management level but. First, does it look like your parents are safe at the moment?" Yes." He answered shortly."Okay," I said, "Let's plan on how to attack the attackers." I had picked and brought two sniper rifles with me. I figured that could give us an edge. "Where is their house? Where would they be inside it?" There." He pointed at a small cottage to our left and front."Okay. Let's think about where the attackers are right now." They are over there at that fire preparing fire arrows!" Quiet, we want to surprise.