Let me see, hmm, I think I’m missing one. Michael, you wouldn’t know anything about that would you?” he said as he turned to look at me. Nick kn...w I had his shirt. I couldn’t lie and say I didn’t know what he was talking about. I was sure he would be disappointed with me if I lied so I told him the truth. “You left a t-shirt at my house.” “Really, and you didn’t think to tell me and return it?” I remained silent for a moment, just long enough for Nick to tease me again and say “I’m just messing. He ordered another cloth to wipe down the outsides of the plastic squeeze bottles that held the condiments. He ordered a third cloth to wash the glass of the window. While the cloths moved to and fro, Sean sprayed the appropriate cleanser on the surfaces. Releasing a squirt of ammonia based glass cleaner on the window, he said, "I'm just working my fingers to the bone."It wasn't long before the windows were spotless, the counter shined, and the condiment containers looked new. Sean couldn't. Back into the study and I tried it in the lock, "great, try to get into there now you murdering bastard" I thought.After tea, Jenny and Jessica went to choir practice, they had been singing prior to tea time and they both sounded great. I sat at the kitchen table reading a novel that I had found in the lounge; De Vent was in the study doing some paperwork when I sensed his frustration. {Fuckin open you bastard... , why don't you turn ... some bastard's been messing with the lock ... that fuckin. I met him at the door and was immediately impressed. We were the same height but he outweighed my by a good 30 pounds, that 30 pounds was pure muscle. As we shook hands I couldn't help but notice the size of his hands, twice the size of mine. "I am Mark, it is nice to meet you Dave." Same here Mark, I have heard a lot about you." All good I hope?"We both laughed, "Of course." I stated."Come on in and have a seat Mark. Can I get you a drink?" A Coke is fine, I don't drink. Gotta stay in.