Back to the office.

Tess chewed on her biro and drummed her fingers on the desk whilst trying to read a file on last month's crime stats. Sighing she put the file down, it was no use she just couldn't concentrate! Not now that she knew about him, her sleepless night was also taking its toll and she felt a headache coming on. She covered her face with her hands, thinking about what she could possibly to do. On hearing the door creak, she whipped her head up to see Pj standing there. "Can I come in for a minute?" he asked. "Ahhh.yeah sure," she replied. "A bit edgy are we?" he prompted. "Umm, no I don't think so," Tess said vaguely, trying to pretend she didn't know what they were talking about. "Look, we've all been worried about you since we saw the report on the news last night," he told her. "The news?" "Yes, the report on Cutter. Isn't that how you found out to?" Pj asked, puzzled. "Ah, yes yes yes, the news report. It is, sorry, I'm a bit tired," Tess replied, with a small laugh. Of course, she couldn't tell Pj how she had found out. Besides the whole charade with Josh and Jonesy, she still had to keep that up. It was going to be even more difficult now. "Well, what do you think? Are you ok?" Pj asked, concerned. "Yes Pj, I'll be fine, really. It.it was just a bit of a shock you know, so soon," she assured him. "Ok then, if you're sure?" he prompted again. "Yes Pj, thanks," she smiled weakly. "Well, you know where to find me," he said. "I do," she smiled again. "Alright, I'll leave you to it," he said, walking to the door. "And Pj?" she called after him. "Yeah?" he stuck his head round the door. "Thanks." "No problem," he assured, before closing the door behind him.

"A martini was that sir?" the bartender asked. "Yes." Tony Cutter sat comfortably in the Royal Casino, a few towns away from Mount Thomas. "One martini, there you are sir," said the bartender, producing his beverage. "Thank you." "Mr Cutter?" a voice called from behind. "Ahhh doctor, no need for that. Call me Tony, please," he said with a smile. "Well Tony, nice to see you again, don't normally find you around these parts," Josh laughed. "It is good to be back again. Yes, I don't normally take to these desolate country towns, I don't know what the attraction is," he said. "I think we both know." "Yes, so do I," Tony agreed. "Now I think we need to go back to my hotel room perhaps. Discuss things there in a little more detail?" "Yes, meet you there in twenty minutes," Josh said. "I just have something I've got to do." "Alright," Tony agreed. They shook hands and Josh slipped the key he'd been passed into his pocket.

Tess was staring into her coffee when her mobile rang. She hesitated before picking it up. "Hello?" she answered, seeing it was Josh. "Hey, look I might be a bit late back today. But don't worry ok? Just been held up," Josh said. "Um.ok," Tess said. "Yeah, look, I'm sorry ok?" he apologised. "It's fine, it's fine," Tess assured him. "Yeah, and if your worried just get Jonesy to come over, you'll be right." Josh told her. "Yep, ok bye," Tess said. "Bye."

A key turned in the lock. Tony looked up, "Ahhh Josh, I've been waiting for you." "Sorry, just had to call the wife," he said. "And." Tony asked, "Have you got it?" "Yes, all $5000. I just took it out of the bank," Josh said, handing him a brown paper bag. "Excellent, here you are," Tony said handing Josh a package in exchange. "Thank you, now I can't afford to keep paying you for these," Josh said. "Yes, I know, even on a doctor's salary it can be a struggle. But, if you help me I can wave a large portion of the price," Tony told him. "You have what I want, and I have what you want, catch my drift?" "I think so," Josh said. "But I don't want to do anything to rash." "No, of course not and neither do I. As I told you before, I don't mean harm. I just want to put things right, so that they are the way they should be, yes?" Tony asked. "I think I understand you," Josh said, a bit unsure. "Now Josh, if you get her to me, I shall give you what you need," Tony murmured. "But you won't hurt her?" Josh asked. "I can't tell you that now. I just want her. You get her to me and you're set, got it?" he snapped, a little aggressively. "Err, yes yes," Josh stuttered. "Good man, now you'd best be off. I'll be in touch," he ordered. "Ok," Josh said, turning to leave. "And Josh," he called. "Yes?" "Don't fail me, I'm counting on you." "I won't." The threat lingered in Josh's mind for the rest of the day. Well, better her than him. He needed to protect his interests. And if that meant putting someone else in the line of fire then he'd do it. And of course, he had no choice.

To be continued at you request.