Today was the day. I picked up the phone and dialled Sylvia. "We're on, just give me a couple of minutes to sneak back into the outer office, then ri...g the fire alarm, just don't forget to broadcast the apology for the false alarm" "OK" I went back upstairs and sat at my desk waiting. Bang on cue the alarm went off. I dashed out of my chair and into his office. "Come on we have to get out" He was frantically trying to close some windows down; I went over to his desk. "What are you doing. She glided effortlessly across the room, her hips swaying gently with each expert step in her perilously-high heels. Following the line of her stockings upwards I could only imagine what lay beneath that form-hugging black dress. I pictured the soft area of tanned skin above the stocking tops and the lace garter-belt they were clipped to.Trying to imagine what style of underwear she was wearing, I searched for a panty-line for a hint, but there was none. Could she be going commando? If I got. We don’t really want the others to know that we are back on their case.’ ‘What about this Peter Garfield? Are you going to question him?’ ‘Eventually I think, but not for the time being. In the mean time we’ve been looking very closely at the other four men. They’re a strange bunch, all of them so called entrepreneurs and very rich. These guys seem to play at being businessmen more than anything else. I doubt that you will know that they had all sold their holdings in the company Emily worked. On my way over to your place, and I get another text from you, saying that you're going to take a quick shower, and that you'll leave the door unlocked, and that I should just let myself in; I go up the stairs of your back porch, and can hear the shower from the window, and I knock politely, and let myself in. You have a beautiful place. A very well decorated, spacious apartment in a beautiful huge Victorian house, on a tree lined side street. I call out my greetings to you from the bathroom.