“Fuckin hell... what’s up with you, Rainy Face?” I didn’t know how to tell him. So I just spilled the words from my mouth. “I lost it. I do...’t know what to do. I’m scared.” “Lost what?” “My job.” “What..? H... How?” “They’ve sacked me before my probation finished.” “You confronted them, didn’t you? About their fraud. I told you not to, because I feared this would happen.” “I had no choice, I couldn’t start my accounting career by getting involved in such a corrupt company. I have my. Looking at Holly, not at the bull. Then the bull was gone, and the crowd was running after it, and the bull-herder in green with a long thin stick was past too, and then they were alone. Almost alone. In their doorway they had a little privacy, despite the crowded, shoving, bustling street. The woman looked at Holly, still breathing hard. She had her hair tied back, and sweat on her face, and was grinning, inanely, about nothing. As Holly probably was too. ‘I’m Ana,’ the woman said, and. I lost count of the different dance partners we both had, but while some of the ladies were very pretty, even beautiful, it was mum who I couldn't take my eyes off. Every time I glanced at her, her eyes smiled at me and twinkled with the promise of things to come!We managed a couple of dances with each other towards the end of the night, but we didn't dare get too touchy feely because of the row she'd kicked up on our arrival at the resort. We contented ourselves with little whispered promises.. Well then at least we will have somewhere to start. These street muggings are very difficult nuts to crack Mr Thomas. If the culprit uses the same modus operandi regularly, then there's a chance we can tie several cases together and come up with something. Street robbery's using a gun are rare in this country and in your case we very much suspect that most likely the gun went off by mistake. The probably culprit panicked when he realised that he'd shot you. If he has any sense he'll probably.