“Be patient and you will find out.” When we got inside Wendy went straight to the cupboards and found two glasses. From her bag, she pulled out a ...arge bottle of aviation-grade cider. “First,” she instructed, “we will have a little drink, to calm your nerves.” We sat on a bench outside, shaded by a neatly kept hedge that enclosed my uncle’s plot. While we chatted, she replenished our glasses, several times and soon, due to the alcohol, we were both giggling and flirting with each other. We were. If you aren’t willing to pay my price then I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to leave.”Cameron tried to stare him down, but there was a look in the old man’s eye that made it clear he was serious.“Fine.”Soon he was headed downstairs, a new bottle of pills in his pocket and an ugly-ass pendant around his neck and stuffed down his shirt. He was kicking himself for not trying to haggle just a bit on the price of the pendant. Seeing as he had never seen any other customers in the store, Old Ben was. Just what I needed."Is this it then? Looking for the cursed - wandering round and drinkingcoffee?" Pretty much. Usually I stick to the city centre, railway station, busstation and the front. We'd better avoid the precinct though, what withyou being 'off sick' - don't want to blow your story open. It's best togo where people go, where people sit to stare into space and wonderwhat the hell is happening to them." And take them to Mrs Singh?" Sometimes they don't want to go, mostly they will clutch. ”“Either that, or she has me wrapped around her finger!”“Nah, I don’t see that. But wow, to have such trust! That’s really awesome.”“It is amazing, but also scary as hell sometimes. And exhausting, it can be.”“I’ll bet.”“But the trust, yeah, it’s just something I feel with her. And like I was saying earlier, I’m going to tell you something no one else knows, so I guess that means I trust you more than a little bit too.”“Oh, you mean the secret wasn’t that the three of us might have hooked up?”I.