“You will have to speak to the council about this Shaun. We do have two ships that are registered as Greek ownership but in actual fact are owned by...us. Both are old tramp steamers that potter about the Med but we use them to bring in refugees from Europe”.He made arrangements with Shaun where to meet the committee and at what time.The meeting took place in the cellar of a house belonging to an old woman who ran a coffee house. The room was lit with a single electric light bulb that shed its. "The phone started ringing before she was out of the kitchen and didn't stop all afternoon. I was a good girl and did exactly what Mom told me. Kind of like throwing a bloody piece of meat in the water to divert the sharks.I got a call from Sandy's mother, demanding to talk to Mom. I told her Mom wasn't available but I'd be happy to take a message. She was mad at me because of all the calls. Sandy had left as soon as the phone started ringing at her house. She also wanted to know the true. But she did not utter a word. Then I told the driver that my house had come. The driver stopped and I got down and when I saw at our house it was locked. Then I remembered that my parents had gone out to visit my grand mother who was very ill and would return the next morning. They had asked me to study and sleep in my friend’s house. My teacher asked me why our house was locked and I told her the reason. She thought for a while and said to me that I can’t go back to my friend’s house as it was. " I can see you have. God Harry, what I would give to live in a house like this." Karen went on.I stopped walking and turned to look at Karen over my sunglasses for a moment."Yeah, don't say it, Harry; I know I had my chance!" Karen said with a wistful smile on her face.Miranda - who also stopped when she heard Karen's words - gave her sister — and me - a very black look indeed. I just grinned back at Miranda, wondering how much she did know about what went on between Karen and I after she.