I thought you were right behind me. Please Great One, forgive me?"I could see his shape now, kind of anyway, he was on his knees in front of me beggin... forgiveness."Oh Jeffe, you did nothing wrong for me to forgive. The Protector prevented me from going to my horse. As I watched you ride away my horse following right behind you. Just as the sandstorm was about to strike I crawled into the burrow and the Protector disappeared. And why are YOU calling me Great One? You know I am just a man the. The short story is, my room-mate got in with some bad people. They ended up using our residence in their business, and I couldn’t stand for it, so I became a police informant. The police sold me out, but that isn’t important. What is important is that I know what is needed to imbed a person into a criminal organization under false pretences. I’m not about to turn you into a spy or informant. I would never put you at risk. But there is something else you can do.”“What makes you think I have what. " ... oh, uh, yes, ... Nadine." Yes." she agrees peremptorily, "Lead the way."I turn towards her, "Pardon me?" Your living room?" "Oh, yes." I laugh lightly, and notice her slight, 'take charge,' attitude, feeling the pressure of her hand guiding me to my Living room. "Uh, I wasn't referring to," "So." she sits on the couch and interrupts again. "Tell me all about, Jenny," and laughs, (after elongating the pronunciation of, 'all about,') "oops, I mean Diedra. I apologize." Oh, don't worry. The next day had passed quickly for Amber. She had taken the Head Mistress’ coffee in shortly after Amelia had arrived at school that morning. Amelia Marks had commented on how smartly dressed Miss Fox was, which had made her laugh. Next, she had dealt with emails and taken a list of tasks that the Head Mistress wanted her to do that day. Later that morning, the young Head Mistress had left her office to go and supervise the year nine Maths lesson. During this hour, red-haired Amber had gone.