One Lindsay Wakefield, a young woman looking to purchase a rather expensive home by the looks of the application. She had a solid foundation of invest...ents, a good credit rating. She had seven good years of a fifteen year mortgage on a condominium in the city. I did have a few questions, she appeared to be self employed, it didn’t say what she did for work. What ever it was, she was very successful at it. My intercom rang and the receptionist let me know that Miss Wakefield had arrived. I let. .!" I saw you and him at the lake about two in a half weeks ago, after I took your car to the shop."As Brenda held her mouth open and took a quik look around at June, Linda started to say something, but with a shake of my head, she didn't as Brenda turned back around to look at her.Looking back at me, "I...! Grrr...!" then she stormed off into the house.The three of us followed her in to see her go to the guest bedroom where we heared her banging the dresser drowes shut a second after she went. Not much traffic passes this way as it is almost private - and it only leads to a residential area eventually. We chose that area to be away from the noise of the city. Not that it was that far... but it gave the nice illusion of being isolated.She was wearing a red tank top with nothing on underneath and a black and white wrap-around skirt. I would often tease her about her penchant for wrap-around clothes, and she would smugly inform me that all I had to do was tug once... to get close! I. I might have been a bit snappy as well, my dad suddenly dying and having the responsibility of a factory and its employees dropped on me certainly didn't help my frame of mind. Shall we shake on it?" We shook hands and parted friends. Brian, although he didn't know it, was going to play a big part in the factory's future.The knock off bell went and the men downed tools and went home. Frank, Sam, Joe and myself sat down for a meeting."How'd the first day back go Tony?" A bit shaky Unc, I thought.