Michele recognised the man immediately; he was none other than Sir GilesWinthrop OBE; section head of the department in which Malcolm had workedat MI6... He walked calmly into Michele's bedroom and sat on the bed.Michele sat in stunned silence; she dropped her glass of wine and itsoaked into the cheap rug. Her mouth opened and closed like a freshlylanded fish and her mind went completely blank."Don't mind if I sit do you dear?" Sir Giles smiled at her, adjusting thesharp crease of his. ’ ‘How the hell am I supposed to get home?’ ‘I think it is called walking, asshole.’ As I took his keys, I told him, ‘If I ever see you in this house again, I am going to beat the living shit out of you.’ I escorted Scott out of the house, shut the door and locked it. Lynne came out of the bedroom, a robe covering her, crying and asking me let her explain, her voice as slurred as it had been earlier. ‘No fucking way. You are too god dammed drunk to make any sense tonight. We’ll talk tomorrow.’. More

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