Mrs Broadbent is familiar with all our staff.”“In that case, do you mind calling her in here to answer a couple of simple questions?”Scaife shru...ged his shoulders and used the store announcement system to call, “Would Mrs Broadbent come to the manager’s office please?”It took several minutes before a buxom middle-aged lady appeared, breathless.“Sorry, Mr Scaife. I was sorting out a problem at one of the tills. What can I do for you?”“Please answer a couple of staff questions for this young. ”“That’s right.”“We’d like to see what you have.”“We’ve got them out back. Come on and I’ll show them to you.”They went out the back of the store. Benny followed them while letting Tim do all of the talking. He was looking over the stock trying to assess what would be best for their business.“Those over there have just come in. We haven’t had a chance to work on them yet, so you’d have to buy them as is. These over here have been rebuilt and come with a four month warranty.”A four month. ”Then I picked up the mail I’d dropped in my lap and handed the two letters to Mum.“Before I forget, these came for you. And someone has kidnapped Nemo, the fridge magnet. We got a ransom letter.”Mum took the ransom note from me and looked at it. “Oh! Whatever will we do? We can’t leave poor Nemo to suffer in the hands of these villains. I think we should do what they ask and cook some scones tomorrow.”“Mum,” snorted Tara. “You were already going to make scones tomorrow, you told me this. That I may not even wear them again, but it was great when I did. During the morning, I got a call from my daughter to come down to the mall, she needed my help. I smelled a fish, but I thought I was in for a penny, might as well go in for a pound. And I was right. She was at “Womans” store, and had a bunch of stuff in the back ready for me to try on. I looked at the sales lady, and she was non-committal on me going in and trying stuff on. So, my daugher grabbed my hand, and we went in the back.