‘Where’s the money you earned on Saturday night?’ ‘What money, what are you talking about?’ ‘The money that you earned stripping at that c...ub you and your slutty friend here,’ pointing to Amber, ‘work at and don’t try to deny it! I want my share of your money!’ ‘There is no money, I don’t work at that club.’ ‘That’s right she doesn’t.’ Amber said. ‘Shut up bitch!’ She turned back to me. ‘I know that you’ve been working there because Mark saw you there and he said that you were very good and. " She looked at Madeleine dumbfounded. "But why would you... ?"Madeleine's expression said that she thought the answer was obvious. "Because if Justin was here he would be going with you like he did on Tuesday and because you're my bestest friend. And besides--" she said as she touched herself after pulling another navy blue netball skirt out "--I think it's time I met these hunky firemen." She began to pull the skirt up her sexy legs and over her curvy hips. "Can't let you and your pussy have. ’ she countered, smiling back at me. We found a small, Italian restaurant nearby, which as it was starting to get a bit late for most people to be eating, wasn’t too full. I ordered a bottle of wine so we’d have something to drink while we were waiting for our order and after the waitress had poured for us I raised my glass and clinked it against Helen’s. ‘To you lover! For everything, everything you are, and especially for everything you’ve done for me.’ She gave me a shy smile and we drank,. "Is it safe?" Barbara had asked."Quite. I've scanned it. She's off delivering her empty prize." Susan replied, sipping her coffee."I don't understand." Barbara said."I fogged the film in her camera. Except for a message I left." Susan said."What message?" Barbara asked.Susan told her. Barbara lost it.Gale waltzed smugly into the editor who had treated her so brusquely."You wanted proof? Develop it yourself!" she said, handing over her film cartridge.The editor sighed and called for his photo.