They finished their lunches, and drove back in silence. Once they got back to Fletcher’s Sorrel added, ‘I’ll expect you at my wedding. Afterward...we’ll eat cake together, and after that Fletcher and I will have you over as our guest. You hear me Florence?’ Florence smiled wanly, ‘Yes, thank you.’ She drove away, still unsure, and very uncertain. Her career was a shambles, and she knew someone was still out there, someone who’d tried to steal and pass the blame. ‘OK’, she thought, ‘Maybe I can. In the open car park, he could pick her off no trouble. So she climbed in and did up her seatbelt, hoping there would be another opportunity. Toby climbed in next to her and placed his hand on her bare thigh, and stroked it up under her coat."Where to?" Rachel asked, desperate to stop him doing what he was about to do.Toby ignored her, running the muzzle of the gun along her thigh, pulling the tails of her coat apart as he did; unveiling more of her sexy legs. He could see most of her thighs. More

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