Mark went on, "Indeed he couldn't. But he did come up with an interesting alternative. It seems to me that he set you up with a pre-pack. Private Osbo...urne's sister is at an expensive private school, with her fees paid by one of your father's charities. His father and brother, together with his second concubine's former husband, have sinecure jobs with one of your father's companies. Underworked and overpaid. All three of them have secretaries who are more qualified for fucking than for. "I wanted to see you some more ... I wanted to have a few more meetings before you found out. Because you didn't know it was easy to pretend you cared about me and ... and..." her tears came once more and she could no longer speak.Jack pulled her tightly against his chest again. So many things made sense now, why she refused to see him away from the library. In the softest and most gentle voice possible, he whispered, "Tara ... for a person of your intellect, you are kinda stupid." She stopped. ‘Hidden cameras!’ thought Jyn as she anticipated the ominous thud of approaching storm-troopers.“Who are you?” she asked with as much confidence as she could muster, “And where are the Death Star plans?”“The plans?” came the response, “Still on mission, eh? Well they’re in the drawer of the table.”Jyn looked over to the table. There was the drawer.“Don’t worry,” said the voice, “They’re definitely in there. I want to be able to torment you by letting you see how close you came. Before you. A couple of members snickered seeing the Sargent at Arms outwitted by agirl. This made Brin angrier which was exactly what she wanted. Heturned and charged at her and Cassie used his momentum to smash his headinto the oak table. He fell to the ground and she punched him twice inthe face although she didn't need to, he was out cold.She kicked him hard; right in groin."You know what that's for you rapist fuck!" she seethed.She got her emotions back under control."May I address the meeting?".