" Are you sure that it's can't and not don't?" "Can't, don't. Six of one and half a dozen of the other. The stories are all me, me, me. No dialogue be...ause there's rarely a second character. So, nobody to dialogue with." "That sounds more like don't than can't to me." "Maybe, but even when I do get a chance of some dialogue I usually find a way around it. Do a monologue or have a character narrate it back as a summary." "So what are we doing here then? Because all I'm seeing is dialogue so. "I would love to hear the story of how that came about! But first, nature calls." She smiled at me sweetly. "I will be right back." She got up and left the room.Amy had been leaning negligently against the wall, opposite the door. I had noticed over the last couple of months that this was second nature to her. She always faced the door, back to a wall. She seldom did anything that occupied both her hands. I noticed now that she straightened up slightly, hands free at her sides. She looked at me. "N-n-no I haven't."David looked at her suspiciously. "What are you doing?"Amber covered up the computer screen. "Nothing just researching. Mind you damn business!"David frowned and walked away. He hated working with Amber and knew she was just here to keep her eyes on him. David's uncle, Ron Lambert, which was Rebecca's father, was the Dean of the college and adored Amber and her whole family. Amber knew she could get away with almost anything. She didn't even have to work coming from a rich. "In a minute we will read all of you your Miranda rights and take you downtown for processing. Mr. Trainer, you had something to say before you left?" Thank you Mr. Sutherland" Brian said. "Gentlemen, the laundry list of discrepancies, potential crimes and probable outright theft by some or all of you has made my decision easy. I have moved the management of the trust fund to another firm as of yesterday. You no longer have access to any of the files, accounts, companies, hotels, resorts.