" She said sadly."Oh no Mrs. Coleman, you misunderstood. There is no ceiling to the amount of money you can spend; it's all backed by Sir Bartholomew!...And as for production I wouldn't worry about it, you're already doing more than any of the senior partners have done before." There was a hint of laughter in Joyce's voice."What! But what if I make a mistake? What if I do something to bring the whole partnership down?" Veronica asked, a hint of panic entering her voice.The phone went dead, Joyce. .......Sharon just had to make some extra money. Christmas was just around the corner yet she didn't really have enough to buy her whole family a decent present. So she was hoping that this call to drop by the bar where she worked might help.It was strange though since they all had been told last week that the bar was closed for a ?special? party tonight and no wait staff was needed. So when her boss, Beverly called and asked if she could drop by for a few minutes, she was surprised.She enjoyed. “All right.”Heather took a red shoebox out of the backpack. I rolled my eyes as she placed it on the coffee table.“And voilà, enter the shoes,” I said dramatically.Heather let out a resigned laugh. “Caught! You know me too well!” she replied.“Of course I do,” I said confidently.Heather patted the sofa cushion beside her as she sat.“Don’t you want to take your coat and stuff off? I turned the heat way up. I thought you said you were going to be nude all morning!”Heather shrugged. “I’m still a. We're taking you toBroadmoor Hospital. That's where the worst, most twisted and mostdangerous of the criminally insane are sent. It's almost impossible toescape from, and if you did manage to somehow get over the wall and reachthe press, there is no way they would believe the story of a babbling,highly dangerous insane woman who has nothing to back up her claims. Mostlikely they would ask you to wait and call the police and you would besent straight back to the asylum. You can tell the staff.