Jen and her late husband had visited the pub many times, and she thought of Laura as a younger sister.It’s worth telling you a bit about Laura at th...s stage. She was about 10 years younger than Jen I guessed, but looks wise was very different. She stood about 5 foot tall in heels, and had lovely dark (almost black) hair cut into a stylish bob. She was a stocky build – not fat, but certainly very different to the slim figure Jen enjoyed. And in keeping with her build, she had a lovely pair of. Lord Stratton obviously moved in the wrong circles. He went pale beneath his tan. ‘Kill her!’ he shouted. Ash had slipped her hand beneath the pillow. Now she removed it. The silenced Glock didn’t stop Winston’s move to the big handgun in his waistband, but the line of bullets she ran across his ample chest stopped anything else. Winston crumpled to the sand with a shocked look on his face that smoothed out even as he fell. ‘Don’t kill me,’ begged Lord Stratton. ‘Why ever not?’ enquired Ash. Baylor into the Whetmore Building. We got into the elevator. He pushed the button for the 52nd floor. When the elevator stopped the doors opened into an oak paneled alcove. There was a set of double glass doors on the opposite side of the alcove. The name Jackson, Tyler and Reynolds was etched into one of the panes of glass. Mr. Baylor opened one of the glass doors and said, "After you Mr. Jamieson." For the first time in my life I walked into the reception area of Jackson, Tyler and Reynolds.. Go, go, go!’ We scooted into our rooms and in no time we were dressed and ready to go. Shorts and T-shirt for me and a thin summerdress for Jo. Easy peasy. Mum waited at the door and bossed us out the door. ‘Get in the car or you’ll have to walk to the station.’ As if. ‘There you go.’ Mum had stowed our bags and suitcases away and was closing the boot. We had belted in and off we were on our adventure. At the station Mum unloaded our suitcases and left us to lug them into the building while she.