No. First the tracker would give meaway; I would be caught and given severe punishment, maybe even thedeath penalty. I touched my necklace and thought...of the small explosivecharge in it that was strong enough to blow my neck apart.And if I did manage to escape capture, what then? I had a couple ofhundred pounds, enough for a taxi ride away and a night or two in ahotel, and then I'd be sleeping rough. Or I could get food and waterwith it, enough for several days, but then I'd certainly be. You shan't be sackedoutright. As of now, you are to be considered on a leave of absence, ofno less than two weeks. Uncompensated, of course."Come back when your head is no longer in the clouds, Mr. Canter, orfind some way to make a living while keeping it there."Over the last few days Thomas had awoken every morning with a new songrunning through his head. As he'd worked at transcribing last night'smelody, a knock came at the door. A courier waited in the hallwayoutside."Are you Mr. Thomas. “Don’t worry about your father Brian, I know how to handle him.” She said. “I know what makes him distracted and how to work behind the scenes. He works so hard for his family, that he sometimes doesn’t notices what’s going on in the background.” I began to calm down hearing that mom knew what she was doing, but I still had a few reservations. “We should probably get going Brian, your father wont be back home for a few days, so that may leave us alone for quite a while.” Mom said with a glowing. She wiggled her toes as her bare feet dangled in the air as he carried her. ‘Do you remember the last time you carried me like this?’ she asked. ‘Mmm hmm, you were six, and you fell and twisted your ankle by those rocks over there.’ He gestured his head to the left of them. ‘Yeah, and you had to carry me all the way home,’ she nodded. ‘You were crying so much. You said the only thing that would make you feel better is if I sang to you.’ Allison laughed. ‘And you hated to sing, but you did.