Obviously you were going on instinct alone. Your mind wasn't really there, hadn't been for some time. But your arms came up as if by a miracle, and ...you ever so gently, so lovingly cradled her head in your arms, and pressed her face to your breast, and held her, and rocked her ever so slightly. Tears came to everyone's eyes. Even Eric's. I suppose no one can be unmoved by the sight of a mother gently nourishing her infant. That's what you seemed to be doing with Tinka." "Darling,. Her over all look reminded me of a woman I used to work with. I never really wanted to get involved with but she would of definitely been an acception. We were both involved at the time and although I would not of been able to refuse if she had asked, I was unable to take that risk. We had many a laugh and used to flirt like crazy, I often thought about her and wondered what would of happened if the flirting was acted upon. "Hello, long time no see." The comment snatched me back. Keeping her hands clasped behind her back she let her eyes wander over him, noting the brand on his forearm, her eyes scanning over the number, “Ahh yes, now I remember you, I interviewed you not the morning before last, did I not?”“Yes Inquisitor!” He said, a pleading note to his tone, hoping for a reprieve.“And what was the outcome of our little interview? Remind me.”“You bade me leave and said I harboured no ill will against our Queen!” He said, head bowed.“Mmm… And does that still hold. It was the takeaway delivery from the restaurant. Isha got up to answer the door. I heard a startled female voice say, “Isha!” before she led her through to the kitchen.The girl looked at me as she placed the large box and a bag down on the table and Isha introduced us. “This is my friend Bill,” she said to her. “Bill, this is Sally.”The girl just nodded.“You’re working tomorrow aren’t you, Sally?”She nodded.“Can you come here at seven o’clock tomorrow night and collect Bill for me? He will be.