I thought about the gymnastics that I’d be missing, but that could keep until the weather started to get cold.When I got off the bus I had a look in...the little wood beside the lane that I walk along to get to the cottage. It is nice being in a wood with no one else around, nice and quiet (apart from the noise from the cars on the main road) and I stopped and lifted the front of my skirt up then rubbed my clit for a bit. Not enough to make me cum, but enough to make me feel better that I had. ”Two ‘promisings.’The Macklin raid had refocused Drake Fowler. He would now know that the ditzy dame who broke into his driver’s apartment was connected to ZB8687. Not opioids.Constance gave me the bad news, “No way to tie that Missouri medical unit to Macklin. They arrived in their own vehicles, left the same way. It was weeks before anyone thought to connect the Guard illnesses with their visit.”I had my own bit of news, “Dr. Samantha Rowley transferred into the New York office. So Fowler has. As she sighed I looked at my wife and said "don't worry, I'll come up stairs with you. Hun you stay here and mind the k**s."My mother in law quicky told me "there wasn't to many bags, I just couldn't bring them all on my own." she said " I don't mind, don't worry about it." I said as we started to walk back into the building. Waiting for the elevator I turned to her and asked " So what did you do today to piss him off?" "Oh you know John already. He's always in a stupid mood." she said trying. Its fingers relaxing it dropped like a felled tree, she too dropping to the floor, crumpling in a heap of pain and soreness, her world still spinning from the strike to her head, time a blur, the world moving around her despite the fact she was perfectly still.She wasn’t sure how long has passed, seconds, minutes, hours, but suddenly her mind was snapped back to the here and now, hands were on her head, moving her, she felt pain, feared death and saw light…She blinked her one good eye as cold.