Lots more, I think. I’ll tell you about it someday, but trust me, I’ll never ask you for a nickel. I may be in a position to loan you one, at some... point, but never will I ask you for anything for its monetary value. OK?” I nodded.“Charlie, do you have an open mind? Seriously. I’m going to tell you something in a minute that will cause you to not want to be with me, or allow us to get to know each other, but I just need to know if you can keep an open mind or if...”I held my hand up. “STOP! This. “What the hell do you want? Didn’t you get the memo, you’re not my intern anymore.” Then she reached for the intercom on her desk and pressed the button, “Melanie, didn’t you tell Mr. Webber that he now works in the cubicles downstairs?” Her words were greeted with silence, and so she glanced at her wall clock. ‘Damn! Of course she’s gone home for the day,’ she thought as she remembered that she had told her Secretary she could go home earlier. “Um… That’s kind of what I’m here about if you’ll. Robert’s face hardened. He raised his pistol. Just then, the door opened. Two young men ran in, stopping dead when they saw what was going on. The first was tall and dark-haired, Kay saw, an extraordinarily handsome young man with deep, caring blue eyes. It was nice, looking at those eyes, she thought. She could get lost in them… just lost and never come back. The second young man, the brown-haired one, was standing beside her daughter. Kay felt like she wanted to die. Robert had won. He had. Sally knew Mike was one of the lucky ones at the moment but if she refused she had no idea what might happen.Finally she reluctantly agreed, the night had come and she dressed in the hateful outfit, waiting in her living room for the limo that Mike’s boss had said he would send to pick her up. At 8pm on the dot the car arrived and wrapped in her longest coat she would have run to the car if she hadn’t been wearing those damn shoes. Sitting in the back she couldn’t see the driver at all, waiting.