People say things about public transport being questionable, but I’ve never had any complaints. Now, on the day in question – yeah, I know, it sou...ds like a police report, but how else do you phrase it? – I was catching a bus. It was a good bus, I’d give it a seven. Fairly clean, not too tardy with the timetable, all in all, a good day of family fun. So, of course, me being the cool guy I like to believe I am, I was sitting right up the back, and inexplicably, no-one else was. Then again, it is. Marion was naked and spooning comfortably behind Ross McLelland."Come on," I said quietly, "fancy a run?" Do you think there might be a chance of a game of 'Musical Cocks'?" Guaranteed. Unless, of course, there's a fire." Then let's go."So we went. There was no fire, that meant there was a game. And as far as I was concerned history was made at the station on this particular morning. Both wives, Jodi Quinton and Julie Stevenson, and the four girlfriends who played the game plus Lois Mortenson. The man had called the night before and provided $50,000. They were to receive an additional $50,000 when the front of the library was damaged.“That implies that they knew Drucker and Zayne’s planned moves in advance,” Fry said to Leroy Anderson as they went over the report. “But according to Drucker, they didn’t know where they were headed.”“Which could mean that the bad guys have sleepers waiting in front of libraries all over the world,” Anderson replied. “Whoever is coordinating this would. Alene sat next to Nadia, it was clear she cried as well.“I know, this is too much, the shock of the last weeks, it’s too much for me too. I don’t want to lose you, I love you!”“So please explain. Who is this Jen?” Nadia asked.“You remember storming out of the bathroom?” Nadia nodded “I decided I won’t lose you. It seems my sexual needs are too much for you alone, so I went to the book and found a solution, I did a spell.”“Ok,” Nadia said, “what did the spell do?”“It called Jen, she is perfect.