"Tony doesn't want the money. He said that you didn't get it from no settlement. He calls it dirty money. He told me to come over here and give it bac...k." Christie set the money on the coffee table. Then looking at it with longing, she turned to go out the door. Tom touched her arm. "Christie, sit and have a cup of coffee with me." She followed him into the kitchen. Looking around the house, Christie was surprised at how neat and clean it was. "What did you do, hire a cleaning woman?"Tom looked. "Can't let it change what we're doing. I mean, it COULD have been coincidence." His voice was skeptical even as he said it, much to Anelie's relief. Nobody could be that stupid. "At least, we can't count on it happening again. It could have been a one time thing. Next time, we might have to fight. Pay a bribe. Whatever. Divine intervention isn't a reliable plan of action."Anelie laughed, one of her many talks with Shanna coming to mind."Shanna once said God is on the side with the best army.". At the same time Phil Amery was leaving the main Police Station in Newport, having sat in with a series of interviews that were being conducted with Konstantin, who was singing like a bird. A list of houses throughout the country where woman were being held and forced to work in the sex trade had been sent to the main Head Quarters to co-ordinate raids to be set up, and all the relevant agencies gathered together to give the support that would be required for such a big and complex plan.. He came to greet me, opening his door and inviting me in enquiring as to how my journey had been and how I was. I was warmly welcomed in. I sat on a chair to take off my shoes. To calm my nerves after the motorway driving, Wayne put the kettle on and made us both a welcome cup of tea. I asked how he was and had he had his lunch? He paid me a compliment and said he liked my green top.Wayne was wearing a cream and blue/red check shirt. I handed Wayne a present of homemade blackberry and apple.