. in Madame's home. You will be held to an exceedingly high standard, both at work and everywhere else. Honest mistakes are unavoidable, but the sligh...est hint of anything else, and your body will never be found."Do I make myself clear?"Angie had rarely been so scared before in her life. In fact, she had to admit, the Chinese woman scared her worse than Eddie."Yes, ma'am." Fine. Give me everything you can on these men."Thirty minutes later, with Li Kuan gone, Eddie looked at her."Anything you. Perhaps it was his age, like Danny, he was pushing the big five-o, twice as old as everybody else in the room. And, talking about the room, it was hardly the place for a massacre. The venue was in a pretty village a couple of miles outside Keighley, in a jazzed-up manor house that usually catered for weddings, birthdays and funerals. Funerals? Danny grinned inwardly. Hmmm . . . He’d never been convinced anything would come out of a gathering like this, but the hundred per cent attendance could. Instead she took to the deepening twilight, visiting as many refugees as she could, helping to place the most vulnerable — frightened children whose parents were either off to war or missing altogether — with adults willing to take them in. It was emotionally exhausting, and physical fatigue was taking its own toll, but she had just one more stop to make before her rest. She’d left it for last, hoping to end a long and depressing day on a more personal note.Resolute, she pulled back the tent. She remembered well pulling her dress to the sides and exposing herself in a room full of men. She also recalled how she had slightly arched her back to push her chest up and out. Her nipples at the time were as hard as erasers. The memory of this created a noticeable dampness between her legs. At the pageant she was unaware that her drinks had been spiked. Even the small dosage that she had been given had reduced her inhibitions greatly. They were not designed to make her horney. They would.