“Why is the door locked?” her father asked her sternly.“I’m sorry daddy, I wasn’t thinking,” Linda answered, quickly reaching out to the d...or to unlock and open it.She looked up at her father, he was obviously angry with her.“Here I came to tell you how much I appreciated what you just did for me, helping me get a promotion and everything and then you blatantly ignore our house rules.”Her father reached his hand behind her head and pulled her hair. She felt the shivers of pain flowing through. They came on to me and I wasn’t interested. Well, I didn’t take them up on their offers is probably the best way to put that.”“Was Tasha married?” she asked as she scanned the list.I shook my head, “No. And if you look at the last name on the list, she’s not here yet. She’ll start her internship in August.”Deborah shook her head, “This is, frankly, unreal. None of them are angry or upset or anything?”“No. Talk to Charlie. She’s the ringleader of The Club.”“The Club?”“The Club of Steve’s Girls.. ’ Linda looked down at John’s pants as Matt left the carpark and said, ‘John we should get you home as well to clean you up. We have a lunch appointment today that you will not want to miss. Polly, I will be off now, and welcome to the family. We can sort any other stuff later when we get together again, or just over the phone. Ring me if you need anything, okay.’ Polly answered, ‘Thanks Linda. I also hope you are okay, John was pretty energetic just now. I was so sore already after last night. The men were just putty in her hands, they didn’t stand a chance.Martin started the meeting, shares, stocks, investments, the normal stuff, he had hoped it would end early; he was tired and would have liked to have left the office on time for once. His M.D. was in the chair, droning on and on. Of course this was important, but he was not in the mood, to be honest ever since he had found Miss Domique’s card he was very agitated.Martin had been fighting with his conscience, he knew it was very.