I workedfor a multi-national technology firm - I can't tell you which one as Isigned a host of non-disclosure agreements and, strange as it mightsound..., I intend to honour them - in 'Corporate Intelligence'. I knowthat'll light some euphemism alarms in your heads and you'd be right, Iwas essentially a corporate spy. No James Bond stuff, generally it was amatter of getting a job in a rival company and uncovering everything Icould. Some of them were a bit more challenging though, and it was. "Sally smiled. "No you didn't. She told me you gave her the chance to opt out and she didn't take it." Her smile broadened, "And judging by the number of times she creeps in to join you at night I reckon she's pretty glad she didn't."Bill actually blushed. "Do you hear her coming to me then?"Sally was enjoying this. Her smile changed to a wicked grin. "No but she forgets to close the open door and neither of you is exactly silent." Oh Lord!" Ears like a bat, I have. Relax, Bill." She gave him a. "And have you changed your mind?"Ana shook her head."Well!" sighed Khedra. "You are a stubborn girl, aren't you? Quite willing to break the law when it suits you, but not willing to gain honest extra employment!"The doorbell rang again. It echoed through Ana's numbed skull and jolted a spasm from her throat which again threatened to introduce undigested matter into her mouth. She swallowed hard, and looked anxiously towards the door. She was horrified to hear the sound of a man's voice when. I sat in my car, wiped the tears from my cheeks, and called Conch. I had no connect in my new area and needed to stock up before I left. I requested an eight ball which he told he had had ready to me whenever I was free to stop by. I drove to Conch’s place and he let me in. It was dark inside with only one lonely light on in the corner of the room. “What do you need an eight ball for and where did you get the money for it?” Conch asked.“I'm moving and need enough to hold me over until I can.