Whenever he calls me “Honey” in that tone, I know he is about to ask me something he knows will be disagreeable to me. He has two other forms of ...ddress for me, “Dear”, when he wants to put me down, and “Darl’’ (Darling), as a sort of general purpose title that has lost all its original meaning of one who is especially beloved. I believe he has all but forgotten that I have a name. So, back to Edgar’s entrée: “Honey, you know we’ve got three bedrooms we aren’t using now…” Thinks: “Yes Edgar, I. Ultimately only one woman would get it. In most companies the person that was passed over ended up leaving for another job at another company. Certainly such an option was not possible here. Disgruntled employees were simply not allowed to leave, due to the highly secretive and specialized nature of their work. The few that did manage to depart were never heard from again. Natasha made that perfectly clear to all new employees before they ever started their first day, this would be a. There’s no real doubt in my mind, and in many others, that he did order her murder. And it’s also strongly believed he ordered other killings as well. Some people believe he was at least partially responsible for the attack on Queen Beatrice just before last Christmas.”“She wasn’t hurt, was she?”“No. She was damn lucky though. The bomb went off early, so would have just missed her had she been on time, but of course as you know she was running a few minutes late anyway. More crucially though,. What stopped me was my commonsense. I could beat them up, and it wouldn't stop this. I inched closer when the guy asked when I was getting off work. Wife told him that he had two more fucking hours left. I didn't see it but I knew he was smiling really wide, and so was her. I moved back slowly, watching them fucking hard. There was something odd to me, to watch this guy do this, and I was walking away. I grabbed my stuff and closed the door. I walked outside and actually ran into the his wife..