“Really, father, I’d rather blow his ass out of the sky than get anywhere near him.”“So, are you any closer to breaking the fourth code?” Th... voice asked.“No,” Wren let out a frustrated sigh. “I thought I had a handle on it only to discover, I was way off.”“I have to go, Wren, OK, consider it ok? As I taught you, death isn’t always the answer, though ninety-eight percent of the time it is.”A smile came to Wren’s face, it had been quite some time since she’d heard her father’s voice. After the. ”“That’s okay. My mates wouldn’t believe me anyway, they probably think you ditched me at the door.”“Right, well… I should go. Um… I found your glasses, they were underneath me in the bed, I left them there on the bedside locker.”“Oh, thanks, I was wondering where they went to.”Finishing her coffee, throwing the empty cup in the bin and retrieving all of her stuff, she keeps the dressing robe on as she heads out of the hotel room, before realising that there was one thing she still didn’t. He kept a hold of her hand until they were inside. The pub was still quiet, there was only a few patrons clustered around the bar cheering on a football team. They settled into a private little booth in the back of a pub, and a waitress quickly took their order and departed again. “I'm glad you decided to join me. It gets lonely drinking alone,” he leaned in across the table. The door opened again and a large group poured in, babbling loudly and ruining the moment. “I forgot it was Thursday,. Actually they all seemed in decent moods, like everyone had known a really good night. She had slept well, just the dreams, and as she took a drink of her coffee she knew she had to ask. ‘Bull, what’s the Massie Love? He had gone pale and his fork clattered to the plate. ‘It’s the name of my dad’s fishing boat. It was named after my mother. How…?’ ‘I dreamed about it, it’s big and white, but there are bright blue lines that look like water that go up and down in the front, and around the entire.