2) The winning ticket was purchased roughly 6 months after the divorce was final. She had no valid claim. I asked about the potential paternity suit a...d they told me she had "lost the baby" in September. I said "ladies, lunch is on me, where do you want to eat?" They chose a really posh, expensive place and ordered accordingly. I paid gladly.Now, I could relax. I was a carefree, rich bachelor. I figured I was due another vacation. Where to go? Anywhere I wanted. I thought about it and looked. What I didn’t realise was that the teacher has asked me a question. “Smithy?”“Huh? What?” I spurt out.“What are you staring at?”“Oh… erh… nothing” I glance at Em. She glances back, blushes and smiles. God I love it when she does that.“Okay, well concentrate more please.”“Yes, miss”The day goes slow. I don’t see Em much, but she never leaves my mind. We have science next; I’ve been looking forward to it all day, the only lesson where Em sits next to me. I walk in, take my seat, and wait. Em. Christy bit her tongue. Soon, the day ended and the team prepared to go home. ‘Marcolini, my office.’ Agent Matthews called. Christy took some calming breaths and entered. ‘Marcolini, since you didn’t do anything today, I want these reports typed up and on my desk by morning. Oh, and if you mess up, you will receive a demerit in your folder.’ Leslie smiled and faced her employee. ‘If you don’t like it, then you can quit.’ Christy smiled, ‘No, problem Agent Matthews, it will be on your desk. The closer she got to Sir Stephen, the brighter her smile. At the side of his desk, she offered her handshake. ‘Pleased to finally meet you, sir.’ Her hand was warm in his firm clasp. He nodded acknowledgement to her greeting. ‘I don’t usually meet with reporters. I have people for that. Please have a seat and we will get down to business, so to speak.’ ‘Thank you, sir.’ ‘So, how can I help you?’ Valea resumed her leggy pose for the benefit of Sir Stephen. The guest chair was set back far.