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-- I said you had a bad stomach virus, but would
probably be in tomorrow. And I think things went quite well;
they really liked your stuff, even more than mine, I think." He
paused. "You always keep the best parts of these bids for your-
self," but he was smiling as he said that.
I smiled back at him. "That's my real pay for running the busi-
ness, and tending to all the paperwork. Anyway, that's neither
here nor there. What are we going to do about John?"
Roger turned dead-serious. "I don't know. Would you prosecute?"
"Well, to some extent I have the same problem as Janice: where's
the evidence? You rescued me, of course, but all of the para-
phernalia here is mine -- and that's a pretty strong defense.
We'd need to get more evidence."
Roger paused. "Can we frighten him, maybe even punish him enough
to make him stay away?"
"I doubt it -- and in any event I will not be a party to that
sort of violence." Roger seemed to sigh in relief as I contin-
ued, "Hmm -- if we did manage to get some more evidence, could we
use it for blackmail instead? Neither of us wants our proclivi-
ties known." I blushed; I'd been fidgeting with the remains of
the handcuff the way I do with
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