“What the fuck happened?” he demanded.“She wanted to go home.”“This is her home.” He said.“That’s what I told her.”“So why did she...leave?”“You’ll have to ask her that.”Dave looked at Shannon.“I don’t like him.” She blurted.“How can you not like him? Hell, you don’t even know him you crazy cunt. Why don’t you like him?”“I just don’t.” she pouted.“Well he is your husband and this is your house. You live here NOW!”“Do I have to fuck him? She asked defiantly.“No, you don’t have to even touch him if. A Wehrmacht patrol spotted the two black clad figures slipping along a wall as they sought to cover the final leg of their journey. Shots rang out. Duncan and Georges raced through darkened alleyways and down little known side streets. They managed to avoid outright apprehension but additional patrols closed in on them and they found themselves pinned near the river.They plastered themselves against a brick wall and held their breath, hoping that the patrol blocking the exit would move on. With. ‘Ask me what?’ Jake looked up from filing his daily copy logs in his binder, and concentrated his warm brown eyes, smiling expectantly at her. ‘Oh my god,’ the thought almost escaped her lips, ‘he looks like a cute puppy!’ She so wanted to kiss him and clutch his slim, hard body to her breast. She cleared her throat, ‘concentrate, girl!’ John Jacob Nicholls, or Jake to his family, had a thing about Gillian Jarvis. He always had, ever since he first saw her. She started working at the Standhope. We'll deal with it soon enough." Derrick advised."Yes Primary, continuing scan now." Zan replied. Perhaps an hour later Zan came back, his hologram angry and frustrated, "Primary I detected a total of twenty-five homing devices all of which I have removed all but two. Both of those have high yield explosive charges attached to them. At present I have no idea how to remove them. The other twenty-three have been removed and disabled and should prove no further use to the races connected with.