"Be nice if you're a part of it though, David." I will be, for all of you so long as you want me there," I said.This got me quite a few kisses and the...afternoon was spent in warmth and laughter.The following day, for all it was a Saturday, had me in the office for a face to face with Earl and a certain Callum Murcheson.Essentially I ended up with an apology and a promise to leave me (and the Company) well alone for the restoration of their database and the return of their squad, though God. The company also provided rooms overnight, which was good; it saved having to drive home afterwards.It was a posh do, lounge suits for the men and the usual “little” black dress for the ladies.We were sat with the juniors at a side table and the high performers at the “top” table.After the presentations which was so boring, we ate, it was a nice meal and drank wine and the men with their usual beers, we talked and laughed and danced, many times I was whisked away to dance as hubby talked shop!.. Then I spotted Zach. I fired the ball twenty-two yards right into his waiting arms, just before three of the defenders all hit at once. God, I love football.Larry Gordon, one of the linemen who'd hit me, reached out his hand. "Good hit," I told him as he pulled me to my feet."Not good enough," he muttered, looking down field to where Zach Hissman was dancing in the end zone."When you're hot, etcetera."He slapped me on the back and headed back to the line."A waste of time, if you ask me."I. He’d often had to sleep in worse accommodation while on a mission. — Next morning Gordon was in the magistrates’ court having spoken with Victor in the cells earlier. He had a malicious grin on his face. The police had not found the recorders — they were well hidden. It seemed that the search had been superficial though Victor’s computer was taken and only his study, living room and bedroom ransacked. Victor gave his name and address. Then the charge was read that he gave verbal abuse to one.