She obviously didn’t know me.”“Oh?” I replied, looking up from my meal as an invitation for her to continue.“She looked surprised to see me,...then said she had wanted a chat with you, but that it didn’t really matter; not that important. Then she turned and walked away.”“Didn’t leave her name?”“No. Brown hair, very pretty face, slim, nice well tailored coat, really good legs. Business suit underneath the coat, I think.”It didn’t ring any bells, as I mentally trawled through ‘women I have known. We had Melissa and Ted Long who would stay in one bedroom. Steve would stay in the other. The four ladies would stay together in our extra house.Those four women were trying to recover from their ordeal. We got to know them well and appreciate each one. Jessie was short with blond hair and in her early twenties. She was reasonably attractive though not beautiful. Tracie was tall and skinny with long brown hair. She would be twenty-one in September. She had been engaged and was the most. Mayor Bryan welcomed Darcy warmly and told Darcy to call him Alan. ‘Okay Alan but I ought to also know you real name.’ The mayor looked surprised and said, ‘But my real name is Alan Bryan?’ He then saw the smile and grinned and said Darcy appeared to be rather sharp with some wit. ‘What do you know about me?’ Darcy thought it best to ignore all the gossip and recalled the counter-interrogation techniques he’d been taught when in the Special Services. ‘Not much really apart from people say you. As it turned out, we had aperfectly delightful supper, aided of course by some wine that followedthe cosmopolitans. We giggled a lot, and Chandresh laughed along with aready chirping of his own. "Oh, Katie," Cindy said, suddenly taking on a serious tone as we weredeclining dessert and settling in for coffee. "Chandy knows all aboutme." Oh?" I asked, puzzled for a moment."Yes, silly, that I still have some plumbing work that needs to be done." Oh my god, what's the matter with me. Of.