My own arms closed around his slender waist. ‘Let’s go back to the table,’ he suggested. ‘I don’t want to be thrown out of here again.’ I ...hrew him a look, to which he only shrugged. ‘It’d be worth it this time,’ he eyed me, considering. That was enough to get me to push at his chest and wiggle around him towards the door, his low chuckle behind me. I reached the door and tugged, surprised to find it locked. Brad only grinned at my shock. ‘Did you want someone to walk in on what I had in mind. As far as the rest of the Confederacy was concerned, ‘the Sa’arm Project’ was a Darjee-only enterprise, to be carried out within that race’s resources and that race’s resources only. This was a part of their penance for the Ladac debacle — but that was just an excuse, primarily; the fact was that no race wanted ANY of what was to come on their conscience. In fact, there was a movement in place to expel the Darjee from the Confederacy, purely in an effort to distance the rest of Confederacy from. When Monday came, with hisfirst walk from employee parking, he could feel all those male eyes - didthey know it was he, or just another pretty face? Could they see he was amale in a dress? At least inside, there was a welcome by the "girls."Vera's voice jolted him back to reality."James," Vera started, "I asked you and Susan in here today because . . .this isn't easy for me to say . . . I made a big mistake! Umm, I had theaudit figures rechecked, and, it seems, the auditing company missed. I was even more worried when the Fire Marshall called the next day to confirm that the fire was definitely arson. I told him about Ed and asked him to coordinate his investigation with the police—but quietly. I also suggested that he'd probably try again, next time in the warehouse, or at my home.I hired a security service to provide watchmen at the warehouse and office and to send a patrol by my house at frequent, but irregular intervals. Expensive, but a reasonable precaution. And I.