I have a full schedule for you so I hope you are ready."I nodded. I loved the power of his presence and the way he took control of the situation.We re...ched Bernard's house and I followed him inside. He immediately picked up the phone and made a call."Yo Henry." He paused as the other party was talking. "I haven't forgotten that I owe you that money. That's why I'm calling. I got something over here that you might like and we can call it even." Another pause as Henry talked. "Sure you can bring. You don’t need a passport to go into Ireland.”Charlotte stared around her. There were watchtowers, machine-gun posts and armed soldiers with dogs. It looked like the photographs Charlotte had seen in her history books of the crossing points between East and West Germany.She watched a solder using a mirror on a pole to check underneath the car in front for bombs as Fiona wound down the window and handed the soldier her driving license.“Where are you going, Miss O’Donnell?”“To take photographs. Mikey was an only c***d yet the other single bed (or some version of it) had been there for about 12 years. It was my bed.Mikey and I had been friends since primary school, been through school and college together. We had lived and supported each other through both our parent’s divorces, been on holiday with each other’s families. We were like brothers but, even so, now we were in our twenties the two beds seemed odd. Especially as they had a third room that I could have used.We did talk much. Finally, when they were both very relaxed, he slowly pulled out.The two men who had been holding Janet’s arms now walked around the ends of the bench so they could pull her over to the grass. They said nothing, but pulled down slightly on her arms indicating that she was supposed to lie down on the grass.“Do you know what a King’s Crown is?” a voice asked from the darkness.Janet nodded her head. She had heard about it. She had even seen pictures of women doing it, but she, herself, had never.