’ I said. ‘But it’s a bit impractical tonight, I have to be in Brussels early tomorrow morning and I brought nothing with me. If I’d had any i...ea.’ ‘I know, I understand, I wasn’t certain myself.’ ‘But you thought we might?’ ‘Share my bed? Yes, well to be truthful, I hoped we might.’ ‘I wish I’d know that.’ I replied, pushing myself up and taking her face in my hands. I looked deep into those darkly sparkling eyes for several long seconds and knew she could tell I was about to say something I. " He slipped it over her head throwing her into darkness.Mr. Groves sat watching her for a moment; he really hoped he could spend some more time with her before she left the house again. He reached across impulsively to kiss her affectionately on the cheek. "Have a good time Debbie." He whispered into her ear before he walked silently from the room.He went round to his own house just next door to find his old friend waiting for him."She's all ready for you." he told him calmly."Excellent. She took her time adjusting for range and windage, an experiencedprofessional who knew better than to hurry. Getting it right was whatmattered, and it would take as long as it took. As Sgt Kevin Lane shehad been the primary shooter in an elite assassination unit, the sort ofunit whose existence the government would never openly acknowledge, shehad had a lot of practice at this. And she always got it right. The factthat she was now a teenage girl would not change that.Grazini had made a fatal. ”“Not soon, I hope,” Mom said.“Not soon,” I agreed. “We’re flying out to San Diego tomorrow morning to help Susan and Chris get Amber’s room ready. The ... the foster mom is in a bad way.”“I’ve heard,” Mom said. “That little girl is very lucky to go from one loving household to another. It just doesn’t work out that way very often.”“I know,” I replied. “The foster father really wanted to keep Amber but Social Services wouldn’t even consider it.”“That can’t be a surprise to you,” Mom said..