Okay?’ Anne looked at him. He clearly didn’t understand how she felt, but that wasn’t too surprising since she wasn’t sure, either. ‘I’m o...ay, Stan. Let’s go and pick Denise up, and we can go dancing.’ – – – – – – – – – – They arrived at Denise’s house, and Stan got out to fetch her from the door. Before he got to her gate, Denise had fairly bounced out of the doorway, shut it and was almost skipping down her path towards him. ‘You look happy tonight, Denise!’ Stan said, as he opened the car. She has a lot of things on her mind. When she’s ready, she’ll call. I’ll let you work on the car I have some calls to make.”Looking at him walk back into the house, I just knew something was wrong. Lisa wouldn’t just get up and leave without saying anything.I worked on the car without a break, giving it my full attention. Each part on this car had to be precise to the millimetre when putting it together. The V8 engine on this car was no way near the Rover I worked on in prison. Everything was. He was now trolling footage from quite a distance from theclub.I sat myself down and prepared for a long read. I started with thebackground of the victim. He was 38 years old and had been married forten years. The two children were seven (a boy) and five (a girl). He soldinventory management packages to distribution organisations and travelleda lot with his job. His poor wife had not heard from him on the Tuesdayand had tried to phone him with no answer. When she had obtained nocontact by. Tonight I was sleeping with Marcy for the first time in six weeks and we were both looking forward to it. It was good to be back to our normal routine.I woke up Thursday refreshed and full of energy, even though Marcy and I had made up for the long weeks apart. I had the coffee percolating and breakfast finished as my mates arrived at the table.At seven I was at my desk with VCATS on one screen and SVOL on the other. My first was to Victor to verify the placement of my 40 people next week.On.