> Derek:
> "Yes, she'd fine," Derek reported. "She's in my office with Julia, doing
> Internet shopping. I've had her with me most of the afternoon, Julia
seemed
> to be rather concerned about her too." He was quiet as he processed the
> information Alex had given to him. "Call me when you hear from Frances
and
> let me know what she says. Alex, if it starts to look as though you can't
> handle her, please go someplace where you can get help, let me know so I
can
> get some extra security there." He had friends who could help, perhaps.
And
> Philip of course came to mind, but also Frank, he could play guard as well
> as anyone he knew and Derek trusted him.
>
> Derek
Alex
He wasn't listening...his mind was elsewhere, why did that always happen at
the most inconvenient of moments? "Derek, listen to me and listen good," I
said firmly, leaving no room for argument. "Kat's in
danger...something...someone is close by," I wished I could be more precise,
give him some reason to believe me...but I knew he trusted me...would that
be enough?
