”“So explain why nobody has come after you.”“If you think about it, there are logical reasons why we helped the Feds, and they know we’re at... least friendly with the FBI. They’d have to figure that we’d report overt threats. But as they run out of other options, they may see they have less to risk.”“But they found nothing during the break-in, right?”“Right. The only thing we can’t be sure of is that nobody accessed our records at Iron Mountain. I need you to go there on Monday and visually. Mark’s kept tracing his fingers against the delicate pink skin causing a mixture of mild pain and pleasure. “Let’s see what other tricks we have in this drawer.” I lay back with my eyes closed and tried to just breathe. The pressure of the clamps seemed to become more and more intense with each second that passed. Mark pulled out fleece lined handcuffs, a silk scarf and finally a silver clit clip. Mark pushed everything except the clit clip back into the drawer. Again a wide grin came to. “Because she would lose her job and I can’t afford to support both of us.”“What makes her think that she’d lose her job?”“That’s what she’s been told.”“I see. Trevor. I haven’t told her that. Do you think she’s lying and there might be some other reason she might not want to marry you?” If that doesn’t make Alice good and mad, nothing will, I thought.“She wouldn’t lie. She doesn’t!”That was a strong declaration from Trevor.“OK. Then there is a problem I don’t know about. Shall we ask Alice in. "And you think it's hot?" said Mick."Yes, I do!" said Jake, smiling."Hot as you two?" said Mick, putting his feet up on the coffee table."Oh definitely," said Tricia, answering and smiling."Throw it over," Mick replied, holding out his hand.Jake quickly dug through his pocketbook and pulled out the tape. Hetossed it to Mick and watched as Mick stuck it into the tape player.Mick now oddly stared at them as they waited for him to hit play. Hepoured himself another drink, waiting as they stood.