"Hmm, me too," I said. She smiled at that, I think a little hopefully. "Lindsey asks about you from time to time. It was she who showed me the articl... about you and your wife and that charity thing and all. You need to drop by and say hello from time to time. I would make it worth your while," she said. Her look was absolutely mercenary. I looked her askance. "Are you offering to spread for me, Sam?" I said. "Read it any way you want," she said, smiling. "But, Lindsey would love to see you. Any suspicion at all, I’ll have y’all both strip-searched in the halls. Am I understood?!”Bobby stood and reached for Susan’s hand. “I understand very well,” Bob told him. “I’ll have my guardian contact you about a schedule change.” He opened the door to leave.“Where the fuck do y’all think you’re going?” Bull demanded. I haven’t dismissed y’all yet.”Bob ignored him and led Susan away with Coach Bull yelling down the hall after them.The first shot of this war had been fired... As they. He didn’t plan on answering any of this girl's texts or calls. While he felt a bit bad, since this girl was so sweet, he rationalized he has done worse, and it was her fault for giving her virginity to what was essentially a stranger.They arrived at the shop, and they got out of the car, Grace went up to Brad and said, “Well, this is it.” She hugged him, catching Brad off guard, and began to sob slightly, “Please, don’t go,” she said.Brad hugged her back, and said, “Sorry, but I have to. Just. "You'll need them if you're going to keep using my flat as a handy knocking shop. How many girls this time, darling? Three? Four?" Just the one today," I assured her.She looked at me in mock concern. "Only one? Darling, you're slipping. Maybe the stuff is wearing off."I promised to show her after work whether it was wearing off.I got to the flat ten minutes before I had told Yvonne to arrive but she was waiting outside in the street. She was clearly overjoyed to see me but also deeply confused.