She told him about how worried she'd been, initially, and then how frustrated and worried she'd been when she couldn't find him. When it had finally s...nk in that he'd just left town, the pain had almost ripped her apart. And then, when he hadn't called or contacted her in any way at all, she had doubted her own intelligence. It had been torture for her and she made him feel it.He sat helplessly through it all. They hadn't gone to pick up Ambrose. She'd called Roslynn and asked if he could stay. She walked toward the metal door, going deeper into the magic with every stride. She was face to face with it. She raised a pale fist up to the door, and knocked. Then she noticed the small metal tray on the door. She took a step back and waited. After a few moments, the tray on the door slid away, revealing dark, almost black, beady eyes. They assessed her admiringly. The man behind the door gave a grunt. “What d’ya want?” he asked in a gruff voice. “I want to come in, of course,” she. Then another man came in through the window and my landlord told him to close it in case I managed to scream again. Then he told me that they were there to collect my first week's increase in rent and I knew what he meant. The second guy dropped his trousers and grabbed my legs." Her scream woke me and I rang the police," Christopher went on. "I couldn't wait for them to arrive so I charged the door down."He then went on to tell the rest of the story including how shaken Tina had been but yet. Loving this, I wonder what I can do next, but you just pick up your pen and continue to work. Your phone rings and, as I lean over, you to answer it my breasts are brought closer to your face. I answer the phone professionally and ask the caller to hold, placing the handset on its side whilst telling you who it is and asking if you would like to talk to them. You respond to me saying that it’s a call you cannot miss. You begin talking and I cannot resist taking a big risk, one which I know.