I offer apologies to my wonderful readers - I had a hectic weekend, and my poor computer thought I'd deserted it in favour of...well, most of you know who I'd desert my computer for! Anyway, what I'm trying to say is I know I missed two anticipated chapters, I'll try to make them up to you soon :)
Sweating somewhat over his meeting with Barrymore and his close call with the shadow, Greg took on board the warning implicit in Keith's words. Watching his back. More to the point, keeping Sally safe.
Making it appear as if nothing was wrong, he returned to his office and sat for an hour at his desk, refreshing his passwords on his computer and sending an urgent text to Sally.
On receipt of her reply, he pulled a few files up onto his desktop, then closed his computer and with a brief 'Good night' to his team, made his way home.
Sally was sitting on the couch in the dim early evening light when he arrived home, looking up as he opened the door.
"Lay down." He instructed once he'd closed the door.
Puzzled, she obeyed; watching as he turned the light on then crossed to the close the curtains.
"Can't be sure they're not watching the flat." Greg explained, turning the television on just loud enough to muffle their conversation. "Barrymore tried to have me followed when I left his office, and he's keen to get his hands on you."
"I'd better go, I've caused you enough trouble as it is, Sir."
"Greg. And no, I've worked out a way we can do this." He grinned. "By getting information via the backdoor."