”“Good. One can never be certain about messages passed on by word of mouth.”Corvo quizzed John, “Tell me now what you were thinking of saying ...bout Promo.”“Simple. Promo is an invader spy, looking for information; nothing specific, I think, but word has got back to them about there being a couple of Big ships at the coast, and he has been sent to learn more about them. As they have left, there will not be much for him to find, so I won’t bother to kill him if he doesn’t pose a threat to me and. Once we were able to manufacture a steady supply of paper, we could begin making ammunition and rounds for crude cannons and mortars. I sent Hartmut to Cartagena to manage the manure beds there. He wouldn’t be making black powder there, just refining the niter from the manure beds, and shipping it to Valencia. Eventually I was sure I would have powder works in several places in Frankish territory, but I wanted the formula closely guarded for as long as possible.Even in Soissons, only a handful. That is all,' he said embarrassed now.'OK, well you saw it,' I said.'Er are you seeing him again then?' he asked.'Yes I am, we are having a date this eve,' I offered.' Oh I sssseee, is he errrr gggoing ttttt mmmake you happy.Llllady,' he said stuttering his words slowly.'Yes we will both be happy I am sure,' I teased my reply to him.He was looking all flustered now as he stared at my big tits in the blouse.'Wwwwill he bbbe aaalowed ttt sssuck yyyour lllovely tttits?' he asked.'Yes of course he. I sat on the back deck with a bottle of Jamesons, a shot glass and a pitcher of iced tea. My plan was to get blotto, go inside and sleep as long as I could escape my depression. I felt I would be OK Monday as soon as I began phoning my accounts. Once I got immersed in work I was always fine.I had just sipped my third shot of Jamesons when I heard Fontana from the fence near the deck."Going to take a trip of your own? That's no answer to your troubles. Be happy the kids were here with all your.