"I thought long and hard about your proposal and want to respond with a counter-proposal of my own." I'm listening," he said bracing himself for being...turned down."I am willing to give you three of the four things you asked for as a monthly minimum."Only three?" I think it will be difficult for me to come up with something new and exciting every month, so I would like the option of repeating one of the three items from time to time. How does that sound to you?" I am okay with that." So are we. "You can tell them the truth of course, but I'm afraid I couldn't support you. I'd have to deny it for the safety of my family," I explained. "It's pretty unbelievable anyway."I paused to let her mull it over, before adding another aspect."On the other hand, if you don't tell them, and they somehow find out later you possess intel that only enemy agents possess ... well you see where they might have no other option than to think you were one too."Penny slumped in the booth as she began to. “I swear to God that nothing demonic or evil is happening out here and may I be struck dead if I’m putting us on a needlessly dangerous path that could lead to Satan himself.”Jimmy nodded, seemingly satisfied.The rest of the men looked content as well. Even Frankie nodded his approval for the first time in hours.“Fine,” Jimmy said. “But I won’t forget this and if anything else happens ... well all bets are off.”“I get that,” I said as I looked around. “And we’ll pick up the pace for the next. She stayed in that position."I hate life," she said, sighed loudly and got a bit more comfortable on the desk."I hate this shit," she mumbled as a misty thought crossed her mind that maybe she should get her head up off her arms.Suddenly she snapped up in sitting position as the door to her office banged shut. She had fallen asleep again and inside the door was the dork, Joshua, her boss, standing with arms crossed and a wide grin on his face."Now, now, Miss Milroy," he said with slow.