He wasn't much of a criminal as such things go, however; the man had no taste for violence or anything that would get him locked away for more than a ...ear or two and he was too valuable for that. He rarely took risks, but the dour look on his face made it clear that was precisely what he thought Wolfgang was. That wasn't too surprising. The Matchmaker's real business was dealing in contacts and selling information. He knew everyone and arranging introductions made him more than a modest living.. I remember thinking it was just a woman who had a stressful job and was missing her son. Who’d had a wonderful evening and didn’t want the evening to end yet.With these thoughts in my mind, I turned to Francis.“If you’re really sure Francis? We’d love to accept. That’s really kind of you.”Still the familiar game, but up a notch or twoFrancis’ home was only five minutes drive away, and as he handed us the promised nightcaps, we discretely looked around as you always do when visiting someone’s. The girl dug her nails into my thighs, now gasping for breath-- "Time's up!" Connor called out. Tracy shot him an angry snarl. "Hey, don't blame me, blame the clock on the wall!" Beaming with naughty pride, Ria sat back down on Connor's lap. She looked over at the friend she’d just been licking. "Okay, Tracy: truth or dare?" "I’m gonna go crazy if I get another dare like that, so truth." Ria tapped her chin, thinking. "Be honest: in all the years we've been friends, have you ever wanted to fool. This gave me a good budgetary idea. Theleased office could be given up as the business could now be moved intothe big, airy extension on the new house. The electrics would need tobe beefed up but that was something else I could do for myself. Thecost of renting the office and all the peripheral costs were saved, andif a meeting room was needed, one could be hired or we could meet onthe customer's premise.My remaining employee, Susannah, was a quiet girl but she was verydependable. When I gave.