"James," he said correctly."Father," I replied and pointedly ignored the hand.We walked silently to the car, where he beckoned for me to get into the ...ack seat."Hello James," she said. I immediately got out again."Is this your idea of a fucking joke?" I hissed."James, please."I fought to control my rising anger, God how I wanted to smash my fist into his face."Get that fucking slag out of my sight and do it now dad" I didn't even raise my voice, but obviously I didn't need to. With a click of. . long enough" was his reply.Suddenly the years were just stripped away and it was just like the old times again. Tony had married and had in fact emigrated to Australia some time ago. Now retired he had time on his hands and was endeavoring to catch up with past friends. He'd known where Alex and Diane had moved to and took pot luck with the phone book, and bingo he had hit the right button and found Alex and Diane."Hey look ... Diane and I were thinking of going out to Oz for a holiday .... "David...I didn't mention theft...this is about something so obnoxious,perverted and thoroughly sickening that I cant believe I would ever behaving this conversation. It SICKENS me to my stomach to even look at youright now!"Miss Baxter rolled her chair back from her desk, stood and took the fewsteps to the metal cupboard in the corner behind her desk.Almost tearing the doors open she reached inside and withdrew a whitezip-up suit bag of the kind used for travel and dry cleaning.Prowling slowly. It’s not really a solid fit for them, but you never know.”“Steve raised the issue of Gerald Brown,” Dave said. “He has a part interest in the estimation software. And if I recall, Windy City Trucking has some interest in the transportation software.”“They do,” Elyse said. “We’d pay them part of the proceeds in exchange for ending the contracts. Both of them have already recouped everything they spent with us, and Gerald Brown has made a tidy sum above that. Steve, do you want to talk to.