Just before he gets on the bus, Cathy looks back to me and tells me to come over after school. She then winks and turns around. Peter gets on the bus ...nd celebrates his achievement of catching the bus.We talk about general school life and in the back of my mind I'm wondering why Cathy wants to see me after school. Soon we arrived at school and we walked in together.I waved bye to Cathy and she gave me a sly wink.The school day passed quick enough and we were off for two weeks. I was so happy to. Although contacts on the street were still very important, much of the old-fashioned legwork had been replaced by computer searches. It was possible to find out a great deal about individuals, or organisations, simply by looking on the Internet. Of course, the ability to hack in to confidential files was, while illegal, an essential tool of the job. Business had been a little slow recently, but was on a seasonal upswing as the Christmas holidays approached. People became reckless as the season. Natalya had been in awe of him as he had watched him heave huge sacks of potatoes around.He had been tall for his age, broad, fit, a handsome young lad. Natalya recalled how she had blushed on many occasions whenever he had looked upon her admiringly, as she stood with her mother at the stall.Beneath the army issue overcoat, she assumed that there was to be found a fine figure of a man but more mature obviously.After the service ended she had scanned the pews but could see no sign of the young. The mages council had tried to use a small strike force of 10 mages to infiltrate Wolfgang's home in his valley, and currently they were caught in a magical battle.A spy had left some information for them, but the spy stopped reporting about two weeks into his mission. Either he was turned by Wolfgang or he was killed. But either way they need the information that was supposed to be left for them. They had to find out if it was still there for them or if it was destroyed.But they never made it.