” I paused, needing to select my words carefully.“Why didn’t we just go ahead and extract?” said Carl, interrupting my train of thought.“I d...n’t know. That sort of decision is way above my pay grade. I’m just a G7 and I do as I’m told.”He made a note on his legal pad.“It wouldn’t have mattered anyway,” I said. “Apparently, there wasn’t any information for sale. The whole thing was an SVR sting operation. They were trying to blackmail Paul Sumner.”“How do you know that?”“The man who conceived. He would have the house to himself for at least two weeks. We chatted for a while and he ask if I would like to come over just to talk. He was lonely and since we were friend I agreed. My hubby also knows him and the rest of the family so when I told him I was going there to visit her and he had no problem with it. Besides, I had been to their house many times before. I have known his wife since she was just a k**. I got to his house around five and he offered me some wine. He opened up more. This was pure lust.“Why don’t you unbutton his shirt” I whispered in Annabelle’s ear. I wasn’t here to just watch, although that would have been highly arousing as well albeit a bit creepy. Annabelle seemed to like the suggestion and started unbuttoning Neil’s shirt. The kissing stopped and Annabelle giggled and Neil grinned as she sexily unbuttoned, pulling it out of his trousers after the last button. “He’s pretty fit, don’t you think Annabelle” I said leaning forward so that I was quite. Do you know something we don’t?”“It was what I got to thinking, after I learned that Jim Fitzgerald, our regular bully, has a strong interest in explosives. It worried me a little.”“As such an idea should!” Frances was irate. “But why would he go to the trouble and expense of making some sort of bomb? What would he get out of it, and why should it concern us?” Freda interposed, “That is a good point. Why indeed would he want to put himself in a position where he would be the prime suspect in.