" They might'a heard us coming," I said as I mounted the narrow treads."I reckon," Beckwith admitted. "Let's get out of here. Take that feller down an... lock him in one of them cells."On High Street again, Beckwith looked around. "We need to get out of the cold and think about what to do next," he said, mostly to himself I think. Then he asked me, "What's that place over there?"I told him it was a big tavern, a first rater."Let's go," he said, and we advanced toward the big, two-story, brick and. "Better?" she whispered."Much."His right arm went round her shoulder and his hand to the back of her head. He pulled her lips to his again. It was still a soft kiss but it was prolonged until Wendy pulled back, put her arms round his neck and laid her cheek against his. They stayed like that for several minutes. His arm tightened around her."Tim?" Yes, Wendy?" I ... I d-don't th-think I've e-ever b-been happier in m-my life." Nor have I since ... since..." I know."There was a long silence while. ”I heard her ‘tsk tsk.’ “I warned you about that. Nobody wants to be lied to. By omission and intentional misrepresentation, you lied to her. I don’t know enough about her to predict whether you can fix your situation, but if you want to try, you’d better start groveling with apologies, promises you plan to keep, and anything else you can think of. One thing I can tell you; don’t try to buy her with money – that’ll just piss her off more. Given the way she acted, money is not something she. Turnover was high, including in the supervisory ranks, but Mary just couldn't seem to get a toe into the management doorway. Until a new branch manager, Jeff Hudson, took over operations at Mary's branch. He was tall, good looking and extremely articulate, and always looked sharp in a good suit. He also had a bit of a reputation in the company for fishing in the company pond and had been transferred from his previous bank branch due to allegations of sexual harassment, but no one at her bank.