I knew there was an undercurrent of feminine communication among the three outside of my sphere of awareness. I sat with my eyes closed, head tilted b...ck and listened. Standing behind me Jennifer leaned forward and ran the razor around my Adam's apple."Jennifer says Kimberly is having a very hard time. We just can't let her slowly starve to death," Brittany added.Jennifer flicked her wrist upward to finish the swipe. Using one of the last few tattered cotton rags we had salvaged she rinsed and. "Edel walked over to my side and placed her arm in mine."Hello John, you're looking handsome this evening."There was a hint of an Irish accent in her voice and her eyes were emerald green; I was already under her spell."If you'll come with me, we have dinner reservations for 7:30."We were escorted to our table and after we helped the ladies with their chairs, Joe and I sat. If I had any thought that the evening would be awkward, it was completely forgotten in the first few minutes. We sat,. It waspitch black in the cupboard and all she could hear was their ownbreathing, but that didn't mean there wasn't anyone in the main office.The kitchen area was at the other end and Alan had probably told the newguy she didn't mind them using their stuff, so he could be making a drink.As her nerves relaxed a little she cursed herself for panicking. There hadbe no reason for her to hide, and in fact the guard was probably wonderingwhere she was. She had been fully dressed and doing nothing. As cold as ice in deep space, like the Mother Superior, the principal at my high school alma mater. "I find it odd that you would seek to damage the career of a woman. That being said, we sometimes do that, but not for this woman. I simply can't." My mind reeled with the implications of this. The coworker must be a sister and that would mean a sister had sex with my husband. What could that mean? Was it random chance or by design? And if by design, whose? Mrs. Cleveland's? Kyra's? I suddenly.