I’ll pick you up on the other side.”“It will be good to stretch our legs. I hear the view from the top is wonderful,” said his cousin. “See ...ou on the other side.” Fry disconnected and dropped his phone on the front seat of the car as he entered another all but deserted village, six kilometers north of the summit. He slowed to a stop and checked the GPS tracking device. The map showed up in brilliant color, but something was wrong. The dot representing Keith Drucker had stopped and Fry went. Shit, I wanted to go back over there this morning and get some more pussy, after seeing these.I had just hurriedly flipped through the last of them when my phone buzzed. I picked it up and Patricia told me, “Eddie, you have a visitor and you’re going to love this young woman.”“Have you had a chance to find out anything about her?”“Oh yes. She’s living with her sister, and her sister’s husband. She has to sleep on the couch. She wants her own place to live, but she hasn’t been able to find a. You’ll have full deniability.”“No, I’ll take responsibility for knows,” McKinsey counters. “So will everyone else that knows about it. We have possibly a greater threat to overcome too.”“Something worse than this fiasco?” Bowling questions.“Who leaked this?” the president says, looking intensely at his chief of staff.“It could be any number of people with the clearance for it,” the man quickly says. “Or it could be an aide that stumbled upon it, maybe even dug deeper, searching for an answer. They won't want to carry them around if I'm not travelling with them..." We'd better go, then..." Tom stood and held out his hand for Chrissie, who stood and pulled him to her to kiss him again.They took their mugs and plates below, washed them hastily and shut the barge up.It's only about fifty miles from Maldon to Maidstone, but those fifty miles include the M25 and the toll-crossing of the Thames at Dartford, so it was lunch-time when they arrived and food was the first priority. It was just.