He beganspeaking before he even sat down, "Agent 30982, you have been containedbecause of a breach in our security. Your house was bugged and we heard...all that you told your wife. She was drugged with a memory agent whichwiped her memory of the night. She will awake not remembering youreturning from your last mission. She will search for you but never findyou. Unfortunately, you have been with us too long for a memory agent toguarantee proper... cleaning... we will be forced to take a more. She was still in her usual sleeping attire, t-shirt and panties.She yawned. "Hi, b*o. Unnnnhhh, I'm so sleepy! You sleep OK?" Not bad," he lied, "considering I had an interesting interruption last night."She giggled. "It really worked, didn't it? We pulled it off! So, what'd ya think? I did good, right? Just like I said? You proud of your prize student?" You were incredible," he said. He was trying very hard to be up-beat and cheery with her, even though he was roiling inside, in utter turmoil. .. I gotta go ... throw up!" X had put the egg in once again via the small remote control and put it on full strength. How was it naughty to watch her squirm around in complete ecstasy while she still held the facade facing her husband on the phone. He walked around the side of her and whispered in her ear. "You may go now". "Well goodnight honey, we'll see you tomorrow" finished her husband on the phone. X disconnected and then he stepped aside. Y's body was like a volcano erupting, while the. I punched in my own number and waited."Hello," Peter's voice said."Peter it's me I'm going to be standing in front of the Downtown Decorator Gallery. Pick me up when you can." I knew about the gallery because I had laid the play before I started the race. I had half a dozen pickup points in mind.I walked to the Gallery and sat on the steps. I scanned the area carefully, since I was been involved in something which might easily have pissed off some bad people. Hell, it could have pissed off some.