”“The most likely being?”Child shrugged and looked at Evans. “Don’t know. Danny?”“My first thought would have been fraud somewhere. Most...likely in the MoD. But now?” Danny shook his head. “I don’t trust Sheard. He’s doing everything I ask him to do, but there’s something just not quite right. I can’t quite put my finger on it.”“So?” asked Thorn, irritation in his voice.“Well, I reckon he’s hiding it all somewhere. Or if he’s not, then it’s being ‘stolen’ by the people that he lets go, and he. The next thing he knew he was in front of Sir Laurence himself getting a new one. Left it alone after that. I then wandered down to the library and pulled the Academy's list of graduated and there he was, HMS McCock, third in his year. Grenoble Defence Force. The GDF has been non existent for about six decades and the man is only forty nine. Out of pure curiosity you understand, I don't like people who one-up their friends, I looked up Who's Who in Mountserrat. There he is. Not an entry for. The magic happened so fast that she was caught unaware and she didn’t hear the front door bell ringing loudly at the exact same moment. Hurriedly, she disengaged from the thing with a distinct “pop” noise that sounded obscenely wet and sloppy. Quickly, she threw on the shapeless robe that she used as a housecoat for unexpected visitors and peeked out the little spy eye in the middle of the door. She saw two men with a large exercise unit that looked a little like a pair of skis.“Yes, may I help. I sat down heavily in a chair. Suddenly, this weekend had gotten to be a lot less fun. I thanked Audrey one final time and sent her away while there was still some magic in the air. I sighed, sat back in the deck chair and rubbed my suddenly weary eyes.“Nobody says you have to fuck her,” Darren spoke up.“Another country heard from,” Doc said with amusement.“Hey, I saw how he felt about her and what she did to him,” Darren said, shifting the blonde filling his seat and blocking his view. “She’s.