<strong>Emily</strong><br/><strong>At home</strong><br/><strong>At her desk</strong><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Shit!!  Her phone was off?  That SODDING battery again!  Emily rushed to the charger and plugged it in.  Christ, Don Michele would be pissed: she was supposed to be reachable all the time…she ought to have had it on charge in the car really.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">And he wasn’t happy about the Jimmy incident and the publicity.  Well, it wasn’t her fault was it?  Not that she’d be wise to say too much one way or the other, not even to point out she’d saved it from being a lot worse. </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">She picked up her landline phone and dialled The Family number.  It started to ring.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">God!  What sort of job would it be?</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">But Chrissie had messaged her!  Wow, and wanted her to teach her self-defence!  Contact - God, it’d be more like Chrissie needing to defend herself from Emily!!!   Anyway since Emily knew the square root of nothing about self-defence they’d have to find something else to do...</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">And Emily was Chrissie’s heroine!!  Sam…hmm well fine, no problem…</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">“Oh!  Hello.  It’s Emily.”</span><br/>