I heard Pete calling me, but I ignored him. He would have counseled me to wait, to check with the locals, with Sir David. He would have suggested I ge... what we need first, that it was more important to secure the prize than to salve wounded pride.The hearthstone, as she called it, was indeed linked to the ley line, but it was a tiny, thready thing that barely flowed at all. A trickle at best, and I severed the link as easily as I had shredded Abigail Anders’s ability to communicate. Quickly. .. he believed ... he never checked. He never went back ... he never asked. He doesn’t even know how old I am! Oh Jesus! He can’t find out!’~~v~~Across town Rath had watched Sarah drive away. ‘Dumb bitch, ‘ he thought, ‘Bass, what a stupid asshole. If he only knew ... well fuck him, maybe he should know.’ He yawned and stretched, ‘Not now though, time to go back to bed.’Rath closed the laundry room door and retreated back to his bedroom. He’d rest up a till Beatrice got home. That cunt; she’ll. What really shocked me was when she started to nonchalantly slip out of her clothes and place them into the washer as well. There she stood in the laundry room wearing only her five inch suede spike high heels, what a site it was. What I really found exciting about her was that for a woman of her mature age she was always wearing spike high heels around the house. She only took them off it seemed to me to garden or do outside work, but inside she always had them on. I always found it hard not. Cassie awoke.It was the middle of the night.There had been a sound.The room was full of sleeping bodies, and was almost dark, with only starlight falling through the picture window.Sitting up, she looked around.Someone was standing, and was slowly shuffling their way through the sleeping bodies towards the lifts, trying to be quiet, trying not to step on anyone.When they saw Cassie sit up, they changed direction, and shuffled over."Cassie. So you're awake. I'm glad.It was Gabby."Come with me,.