Now in his late sixties, he was under pressure to make way for a younger man. That was certainly not Sir George’s way. While he could still cut it, ...e would stay at the top. He had no time for people like Will who made money out of other people’s misery. He answered the phone on the third ring.‘Yes, what is it?’‘Sir George, I’m Stephanie Fletcher, Will Wainwright’s P.A.’‘I don’t want to be rude Miss Fletcher, but I doubt that Mr Wainwright and I have anything to talk about.’‘Oh no sir, I didn’t. ” She vowed to not let it get to her. She very quietly taped her hands up. She kept tightening them up into fists; she was as ready as she ever would be. She stepped into the ring, where her opponent was already. She had to use a stepladder to climb over the unforgiving barbed wire and get into the ring. She was dressed in tennies and socks, her volleyball shorts, and a t-shirt over a sport bra, and a sweatband around her forehead. Ashleigh was boisterous and obnoxious, as was her. That was also a first since only five men had ever earned that rank and none in combat. The girls were delighted and after the ceremony they whispered and I invited the prince and Field Marshal to dinner.The girls did everything themselves from decorating to cooking. The tiny jade figurines were in six glass displays in the dining and common area. Plus there were all the gold statues they dusted on the shelves. Dinner was good and both men seemed to like it. After they were gone I helped clean. She had asked to go with us for reasons of her own, which I privately hoped included seeing George during the visit.I still couldn’t figure out the situation with Izabella and Alejandro. They were supposed to be living with their Aunt in the village, but somehow they seemed to spend all their non-school time at the Hacienda. Most evenings they showed up at the supper table, and then slept in the rooms they’d originally had, before moving in with their Aunt.Anna seemed to take it all in stride.