”“Yes, that would probably work, if the Negotiators can’t talk them out.”“That’s true, Ahmed. Do you have a lot of faith in the Negotiator...?”“Not really, Chris. But policy says to give them a chance, so we will give them a chance, if the situation permits.“I assigned our Lead Negotiator to your Platoon, Chris, based on a few things I heard before we exited the Ark. If those things are true, putting her with Aaron might have been a disaster. While I was briefing you and Aaron, I got a bad. So this…this is the end.” Jay gave her a last kiss on the head, and, opening the door, said “I wish things were different. You are an incredible woman, but this is where our roads part.” Looking at her one last time, he added, “I will never forget. Anna Panone, you are now free.” He stepped thru and closed the door, trying not to show the tears in his eyes. Jay walked quickly home.A pair of great feeling swept over Anna. One was relief. It was over. She could go back to her life, she was at. I noticed that several of the girls just smiled and pretended that they were not affected and I was more curious about that fact than anything else being said in the discussion about his elusive management style.One of the less pretty girls from the typing pool was called Diane.I couldn’t help but notice that Diane was one of those nervous young things that had lots going for her down below the waistline but she was cursed with a terrible long pointed nose and a chin line that made her look. I must have been around 18 or 19 and was at a party. It had gotten pretty messy and by very late in the evening a number of us were laying around the lounge in varying degrees of intoxication. I was sat with a girl who I had previously flirted with and that evening I had spent quite a lot of time with her drinking and dancing.She was very pretty and if I likened her to a current celebrity I would say she resembled Brandi from Storage Wars. She had shapely legs and was wearing a tight fitting.