”Ready?” She called as she stood waiting at the door. He got up and walked over to the door and put his hand around her waist leading her out of t...e bar and into a cab. They chatted quietly in the back before reaching their destination. He paid the driver and opened the door for her. In his apartment he brought out two glasses with two ice cubes in each and the bottle of bourbon he had told her about, setting them down on the table in front he poured her two fingers. ”So…” She said pausing.. . .’ We both smiled at that and I took her in my arms and kissed her. We took our time, getting reacquainted. I found myself memorizing the manner in which she played with my hair. When the kiss ended, Megan licked her lips and smiled. As we parted, stepping back to look at one another her eyes flashed with excitement. ‘Something to drink?’ She asked, gently rubbing her arm with her hand. ‘Sure.’ ‘I have white wine and two cans of beer.’ ‘White wine is fine,’ I replied mentally kicking myself. It might be mid- June, but the temperature did not even begin to compare to that in the sub tropical island she had so recently left. A hot shower was very definitely indicated in order to restore some much needed body heat! A terrible thing to die from hypothermia so soon after inheriting all this!She walked quickly and shivering, a towel draped around her nudity, into the Hall and up to the bathroom - a very modern suite in this very old house. The hot water felt so very, very good as it. Henderson?" Susan asked.She was quite puzzled."Miss Lancaster, I'll be blunt," Mr. Henderson said. "I am stunned. Certain recent happenings have upset me profoundly. Last night I was paid a visit at my home by a student of this school. Quite naturally, I supposed that the matter must be a very serious one, if he felt the need to consult with me after school hours. And I was right--more than I knew. The student in question is a young man by the name of Stewart Patterson. I believe you know him?".