Looking at the thin premises with faded windows and peeling paintwork belied its blurb which made out that it had made fine wand since 382 bc.“Yes�...” Thought Harry, “…in this shop. And you haven’t repainted since then.” But he walked in all the same and walked up to the counter as Hagrid took a seat by the door.The inside was full of shelves, piled high with long thin boxes. It reminded Harry of a cross between an old second hand bookshop and a disused shoe store. The sliver of light from the. “Come on, Hoffman, you and I will take care of this ourselves. Have the police begin their search of the surrounding area, we won’t need backup and if he is there, we don’t want to spook him into running.” Adrian and Jenny both heard it at the same time, the sound of a car rolling up the long overgrown driveway to the warehouse. Someone was coming and they knew exactly who it was. Adrian’s cell phone was beside their chess board and carried a built in radio, letting them listen in on all police. ‘He read it in a gossip magazine, and when I admitted it he threw me out.’ ‘I hope it was worth it.’ I smiled and took a sip from my glass. ‘It was, actually,’ she laughed. ‘David hadn’t touched me in months, it’s hardly surprising I went elsewhere.’ She took a sip from her drink and we sat in silence for a few minutes as the TV showed a news report about a high-profile court case. ‘This is a nice place,’ she said. ‘I hadn’t realised you were doing so well for yourself.’ ‘Well, I’m not as well. Catharine loved how Gil had shown up that evening and not only made her performances some of the hottest and sexiest she'd ever given, but she also loved the fact that she'd actually had the experience of getting to fuck Gil Grissom finally. Seducing Gil and then going with him to the hotel and fucking his brains out had been a long-time dream finally realized. Tonight, Gil wasn't in the audience but Catharine still found herself dancing up on the stage with him in mind until she suddenly.