"Ha! Hardly. I guess I just can’t get that vision of your wife prancing around in her bikini out of my head long enough to get interested in someone...else."We all laughed and Jennifer blushed, but there was definitely some tension in the air. "Well, if it eases your mind any, we’ve taken a breather since Wednesday too," I said, which was true. I just needed a break after the torrid pace we had set.Just then the bartender announced that the bar was closing and all three of us moaned our regrets.. "That brings us back to the old option of the Order expelling you on to the streets of Dublin, barefoot and penniless. I do not doubt that you would soon be earning a living in a whorehouse and would not suffer immediately. However, whores tend to catch awful diseases, and to die young, in cruel circumstances, so it isn't a very tempting option. Now, the Bishop and I have devised a way in which you can continue to serve the Church while not actually being in a Convent. On the Bishop's advice,. ?Right I'm not to good on computers I'm afraid,? Emily said approaching Tracey with a sticky label on her thumb before sticking it onto the tab dangling off Tracey's ear ring,?I couldn't figure out how to muck it up on purpose so you will probably go through the till okay if someone scans you.??What!? Tracey squealed, ?I think I've changed my mind, you better let me go now.? she said genuinely scared.?Oh don't be silly, I've already told you the chances of selling you are very slim, it's pretty. Putting them together was someone else's problem.I drove the truck about an hour and pulled into a highway parking lot. It was on a busier road than we usually used for a dead drop. I opened the heavy metal door with the key I had recovered from under a roadside trash can about half a mile down the road. It was a typical security precaution for a dead drop.When I opened the door I was more than a little surprised. The load was not Witch's Brew. It was briefcase probably filled with hard drugs..