The faithful pedigree tomcat mewed piteously. His beloved owner was late and he was hungry. Not only that, but he quite missed her company!She picked ...im up and kissed his sweet little face, opening the door and dropping him gently into the hallway. He made his way hurriedly to the kitchen and was soon guzzling eagerly away at his dish of cat food.Penny prepared her own healthy, protein rich and starch reduced meal, and retired to the sofa, switching on the TV and putting on a tape. The phone. I made my way back to the camp, threw on some wood and drank a few beers before I decided it was time to sleep. I unzipped my tent and to get in and stopped, shocked at what I saw in the dim light coming towards me. There was the boy from the shower, being carried by what had to be his father, curled up and softly crying on his shoulder. I started to back away but the man spoke first “ah, sorry to barge in on you but it got late and my son was throwing a fit cause he wanted to see you and. "Oh Terry," she said her voice full of disappointment. "So how much do we get?" A hundred and fifty pounds mum --, each."Her scream would have had the neighbours running to the rescue if we'd had any, I thought she was about to explode with joy."That's three hundred pounds." It certainly is!" A week!" Yep." Oh my God Terry, I can't believe it," and the tears came again, this time we clung together while she cried herself out, neither of us spoke, we were far too emotional. For my part, I was. They lay there wordlessly for a moment before Kane stirs and starts to roll over on top of Sabina. He is stopped short at a knock then the opening of the door to the small room. ‘This had better be good,’ Kane threatens with fire in his eyes. ‘Forgive me sir,’ a Crimson Soldier interrupts, ‘but your father demands your presence immediately.’ CHAINED TO A POST IN the middle of a darkened room is Count Claymore. His clothing has gone from elegance to near rags in just the very little time he has.