‘Oh, not for me Roger. Let’s get on home, it’s getting late now, and I’m sure the waitress would like to shut up shop for the night.’ So we ...ollected our things, I left a larger than usual tip for the girl and, as we were about to leave, heard her call out, with a tone that I thought contained a personal message. ‘Good night. I hope we’ll see you again, maybe soon, sir.’ ‘Sorry I took so long darling. When I got up I found I was really quite wobbly, I was still shaking all over and my legs. True to her word, Fiona appeared five minutes later with a young lady accompanying her. I guessed that this was her daughter."Andy, this is my daughter, Tina. Tina, this is Mr. Andrews, my boss." Hi, Mr. Andrews. I've been hearing a lot about you," she grinned."Oh, not all bad I hope." No ... nothing like that. As a matter of fact..." Christina!" Fiona said in a warning voice. "Enough."I looked at the young girl and saw a secret smile, then turned to her mother, who looked much more. Her mind raced at breakneck speed, going over everything she knew about the White Foundation case."Have we made a big mistake?" she asked in near panic. Had she missed something that would cost Brady, Cooper & Davidson, Lawyers Incorporated a huge sum of money? "I'm sorry, Mr Davidson, I'm doing my best to keep up," she began defensively. "But I thought we had everything for the White Foundation, I'm sure..."Now it was John's turn to look puzzled. Then he realized they were having different. Three of the bullets hit the monster in the chest, but he never slowed down. Shit, what the hell was going on!?! I stopped shooting at his chest and put three bullets into his head. That finally did what I was hoping for. The bully fell awful damned close to me. He was dead, but he still looked dangerous.I paused only a moment before I changed the cylinder in my revolver, but I could see that I was going to need more than one gun if I had to face many galoots the size of this one. Just to be on.