"Jill, you're going to have to tell me what he said. I have no idea what you're talking about."She pulled tighter, burying her face in my chest. I cou...d smell her shampoo as I held on to her. She backed off and drew in a deep breath, shivering as she did."He said he feels terrible that he hurt me but he likes Wanda."I could have told her that on Sunday night."Go on." He doesn't want to hurt her."Again, she buried her face into me. I held on to her. I could feel the sobs before I heard her. He’s wily, so he’d probably just leave my body here, lock up the office. And drive away for good.Over a hundred years ago the Livestock Exchange building had been built to be solid, to be substantial. Back when they knew solid. The recent refurbishing had also been top quality, so each office was pretty well sealed. I might go undiscovered for days. Possibly longer.But unless he killed me tonight, sooner or later he’d need to sleep. So what? So I’d still be alive.Wexler lifted up and examined. "So now what?" Bob, who was now sweating profusely, looked from the men to his wife and back again. Paul was clearly feeling robbed of his prize. Ben just wanted to get out of there and Paul would have gone, but then the most amazing thing happened. At least amazing in Paul's eyes. Hell, even Ben found it amazing.Lisa knew she needed to gain some amount of control or else bad things would start happening. These men might even intend to kill them. With that resolve, Lisa whispered into her son's. I did have a chance to chat to Wendy, the boss's PA, during my lunch-break and we flirted harmlessly over our sandwiches."Such a pity you're working over the weekends at the moment," she said with a smile in here lovely Irish accent."Such is life," I said with a smile. "Besides, you're probably as fertile as hell at the moment." Aye, I am," she giggled. "But you could have me if you popped in." Temptress," I chuckled."Certainly am, John," she giggled. "But you're right; it's not really an.