He tried to shake it off. He'd even lost track of time, but the sun was streaming through their window. A few minutes ago... or was it an hour, he'd h...ard someone in the hallway and a door close. One of the twins, no doubt. He looked at his watch... 7:45. Christ, he couldn't lay there any longer. Maybe... maybe, if he went and talked to Jenkins again... at least, stalled him off... but that wasn't going to help him at the bank. And Jan was still too loaded to try and make sense with. Fuck!. "I found the Euro-game area. There are some neat ones."The cashier glared at me as I headed into the store. "You'll hate those games," he called out.Erica had already grabbed several boxes. "Oh, look at this one, it has a fantasy theme! This one is nice too; it looks like you are trying to explore an area. Mark why don't we play games more?" We are often busy," I reminded her. "Now let's choose no more than four." Four?" Erica asked. "That's a lot! Are you planning something?" Did you ever. “You’re just as bad as your father is,” she laughed. “So, did you and Lori take her boat out overnight?” she asked.How did she know about that? And if she knew about us taking the boat out overnight, what else did she know? There wasn’t any point trying to deny things, I realised.“Yes, we spent a few days up the river, the other side of West Head,” I said. “And three days on the harbour, too.”“So, are you two going steady?” she asked. “And was it just the two of you, alone on the boat? You. Soft, calming music started playing and the woman instructor started. No sooner that we’d got into the first position, the door opened and about a dozen guys (including Ryan) walked in. They all came and stood quite close to us. For a second I thought that they were actually going to come right in amongst us and start doing the yoga but they just stood there, about 2 metres from us.None of the girls seemed perturbed by this; in fact I saw a couple of the girls smiling. I figured that they must.