"Such a nice girl," Mrs Chivers enthused. "I believe you are a friend of her husband?"I told her that we had been in the same squad at Junior Leaders....He has got himself a good wife there. She will be a great help to him in his career." Without the slightest change in tone she said. "I hear your wife won't be joining you on camp?"Mrs Chivers had an intelligence network that would be envied by the CIA and MI5. How she knew that Miriam had refused to join me in Germany I cannot imagine; I had. I was there with my new boyfriend, Steve, I was just 19yo and Steve was 22yo. We had been out to a “School Reunion” night in a well known Blackpool pub, both dressed in uniform, Steve in Blazer, shirt, tie and flares, me in blazer, white shirt, school tie and an ultra short navy skirt, typical of my wear at school just three years earlier. It was not more than 15 mins walk to our B&B, but after a night drinking ciders and shots I soon needed the loo, Steve said that he thought all the loos. Honest, you have to believe me, Agent Monte.”Bill just sighed, “and that would’ve gotten you killed, son. How in the world did you ever become a CIA agent anyway?”The poor kid was just shaking his head, “Mr. Franklin said that if I was going to marry his daughter, I had to be a CIA man. He said that once I went out on my first real mission he would allow me to marry his daughter.”“Say what!? You’re dating Franklin’s daughter?”Laramie just nodded.Maggie was huffing when she flashed us, “I’ll bet. He doesn’t sleep. He doesn’t laugh or take breaks or take vacations. He doesn’t lose cases either. He doesn’t come cheap. The billables alone from his division allow the rest of the company to run their own way. The Board of Directors have given him honor after honor, raise after raise, company car, new signing bonus, an entire floor to himself (and his staff of 1). All to keep anyone from tempting him away or (heaven forbid) to break with the company itself and start his own firm. They.