I could never forget the first time I'd laid eyes on Brandy 5 years earlier and she was then a young teenager just budding into womanhood. Now, Brandy...WAS a young woman and she was hot. Her mother had nice breasts and a pretty face and hair. Brandy came by her own beauty and her sexy figure very naturally. She had inherited some very good genes."Ohhhhhhh, fuck, Tom, I've missed you so much, baby. I lie awake in bed at night sometimes wanting you and wishing so badly you were there at college. Divorced assistant. The excitement of a game. Goal! The coaches hug more and more, even when there’s not one.Sometimes when Barb was coming straight from work and nobody but the team was around, she’d just pull off her blouse and don her sweatshirt that said “Coach” in little flowers. The team bought it for her. It didn’t matter that I saw; we had our boundaries.And OK, maybe I looked a little more when she changed close by, and maybe she even knew it, but it was just a temporary boundary. “Moline?” Her husband was in as bad a mood as she had been in before the phone call. Moline was about as far from Chicago, and from Garrett-Evangelical Theological Seminary in Evanston where he taught, as was possible in the Conference.“Close. A three-point charge on the Mississippi south of Moline.” This got her a smile. “However, Aldersgate is likelier.”“Aldersgate? In Evanston?”“In Evanston. The one in London is taken.”“Darling. You’re so kind to me.” Why the assignment by the cabinet was a. The older, more cumbersome C4-like plastique was in bricks in my backpack. That was for later.I snaked back into my sewer hide out, well before the next scheduled security patrol at 1730. Now I had nothing to do but wait. For an hour.I hoped everything was going well for Arti and Trav. It made me nervous to NOT have her close by – Arti, that is. She wasn't a trained operative, despite all the things she'd been through in the past six months. I didn't know what to expect from Trav, but I had.