He spoke, “Yes, may I help you?”“I’m Sally Carr. I’m here to interview for the job that you advertised in this morning’s paper. I phoned. ...ou said to come on in.”“Oh, yes, Miss Carr. You got here in a hurry. Please come in and have a seat.”Jonathan Webster, a short, slim, middle-aged, prematurely-white haired attorney, put on the front of the folksy, dapper, religious, salt-of-the-earth citizen. He was married to the former Mildred Ward, and served as a deacon for his church. Oh, but there was. John's wife too, though I'm not sure what good it would do, and I know she'd be heart-broken. Both have k**s too, imagine what would happen to the families if this should ever get out.I make my way back into the living room and wait for them to come back downstairs. I always knew John had an eye for the ladies, but I didn't know he actually liked to play the field. Ten minutes later and they finally make their appearance. John still red faced and flustered looking, Chrissie all smiling and. I'm only two blocks from Toby's; I'll probably stop for a drink to help me settle my nerves and I should be home when you get there. I love you, bye."She watched as the woman dropped the phone into her purse and when the woman walked back over to the two cops She felt herself being tugged along after her as if She was a piece of metal and the woman was a magnet. One of the cops looked up from his paperwork and said, "Just one more thing Mrs. Port. Do I have the correct spelling on your first. Sunday morning was much the same but I did manage to get a walk in and stretch my legs for a couple of hours. Classes started Monday and a shuttle bus took us to the training center. We arrived at the center by 8 am. It was a typical day that consisted of classes, mid morning break, more classes, lunch about noon, some hands on so no one could fall asleep after lunch. A mid afternoon break, some more hands on and a shuttle bus back to the hotel. We were on our own for dinner and most of the.