“What is so funny and how did you get her back downstairs? You aren’t trying to walk on that cast, are you?” Jamie asked in a very angry tone.Vi...toria’s eyes filled with tears. They had been having such a pleasant afternoon and now this big bully had ruined everything.Before Elizabeth could say anything, Jamie knelt before her.“Victoria, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to sound so angry, but I was worried, I don’t want to see you get hurt again.” He gently touched her cheek and the sad look. Higher. Almost imperceptibly, but Grimsby slowlynoticed that he was looking up into the woman's eyes, instead ofstraight-on.And then she stepped away."A falcon," she stated with finality."A falcon?" Grimsby questioned."Yes. I told you that I know what you need, and you need a falcon."She was decisive. "You know, to help you get things from off of thehigh shelves."It made sense. Grimsby had noted when he first saw her that the womanbefore him was particularly short in stature, and even she. There was another woman in our department, Beth, who was married with a couple of kids and a very vanilla life. Like me she seemed as boring as could be. She was always rushing out of the office to pick up her kids and drive them to various events or home to make dinner for the family. Since Trish and I were both single we did talk about sex at lunch. Beth always seemed uncomfortable when we did. I pictured her and her husband having missionary sex once a week or twice a month and that was. It had called for, simply, an "attractive young girl who loves animals for assistant's job with traveling zoo and animal show. See the American and Canadian west and get paid for it!" And now the job was her's, special assistant to Mr. Henry Hawkins at a hundred and fifty a week, all expenses paid. It was like a dream come true; Sarah was fearful of waking up and finding herself back in Blackjack with all those coarse, uninteresting people, listening to them talk of bits and derricks and.