"You're fishing in bloody deep waters, Mr Booth," he told me. "I don't know about this Travers geezer (Travers was the civil servant) but Charles Brow...lock, MP, is a right nasty bastard. And as for Renfrew, you've only got to read that rag he calls a paper to know what he's about. Bloody thing ain't nothing but porn and attacks on decent people. If you go after him and he finds out, your name will be splashed all over that scandal sheet. Probably accuse you of cheating the taxpayer and throw in. Dashing his cigarette at an ashtray, Oswald sat up from his seat and hobbled over to the list, eyeing the roster with his good eye before taking another puff. “All’s private for now love, we’s gonna keep a low profile…”“Whateva you say baby.” Turning to leave, both secretaries closed the door behind them, leaving Cobblepot alone to sit back in his chair and watch the news.*On the other side of town, in a half-dilapidated warehouse in the industrial sector of Gotham, Harvey Dent looked out from. After this, how could only one man ever keep her satisfied?Hugo carried out the business meeting after the dinner had been eaten. He introduced Mr. Stanley Townsend, the Second, President of Eko- Klean, and Stan rose, dignified and businesslike, to give his address. At the end of it he made some special announcements: "Mr. Hugo Foxx is to be promoted to the position of Regional Supervisor!"There was much applause. Hugo accepted humbly."Mr. Arthur Hartman is to replace Mr. Foxx as Area. Little did I realise that this would lead to what might be called the climax of our inter-family relationship. Before leaving we had told the kids we'd be back when the pubs closed, and Tom had offered to go upstairs and check Alicia and Greg were all right around 9 o'clock. He's such a generous boy! And he seemed to have something of a crush on little miss sexy pants. Who can blame him?We settled down in front of two pints of best bitter and a couple of screwballs for the girls. Suzy was.