It wasn't like it was a secret or anything; we just preferred to get on with the day job when we were working."Thanks," I said. "Yeah sure. It's a very different place."Tricia pulled out of the airport and down onto the M4, heading into London. "How's things?" I asked Harry.He grunted in response. "If you're worried about your writer we've got her back." Great," I said, "Did she get far?" No, not too far but we had a hell of a job getting her back. She found a way to fuck up the chip in her collar. Seb's still trying to work out how she did it. It meant we couldn't use tracers. We had to use dogs for fuck's sake! We haven't done that for ages. You remember that farm we went to on your first pick up? We keep a few there but they were definitely off-form. First work they'd done for a while and too many dog biscuits, if you ask me."I looked down at my own waist line. The past few days hadn't helped. The Kushtian's hospitality meant I'd put on a few pounds and the exercise with Emma and. So I'd better start before I change my mind, Tom thought to himself,frightened and excited by the thought. He opened the medicine cabinetand took out his anti-APFS pills, looked in the bottle. Nearly amonth's supply left. Abruptly, almost as if trying to surprisehimself, he turned the bottle over and tipped the lot down thetoilet, then flushed it away.He turned back to surveying his reflection, thinking; come on out,striptease queen, I'm waiting for you...*Jamie wasn't sure, but he thought something was up with Tom. Not theusual side effects trouble, either - it seemed so unfair that hisfriend was suffering so much from his condition, but if anything,lately it seemed as if they weren't troubling him nearly as much.Jamie's relief at this was countered by... well, his vague sense thatTom was hiding something from him. He'd started spending a lot oftime in his room, with the door locked, doing only God knew what.Unmarked packages of various kinds had started arriving for Tom, onlyto.
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