Stanton looked out of his office window. Black, foreboding clouds had brought the rain that came down in sheets. He rested a massive sprayed hand on the cold glass as he stared out onto the car park and the flashes of light from the heavens. Stanton didn’t know if it was a bad omen that the weather had changed just after Sabine had hung up. He didn’t believe in such things, but the irony of the situation was only brought out in movies. As far as Stanton was concerned, the woman was trouble. In fact, she was a female version of Brena. Stanton smiled at the thought of those two getting together.
Steel had known her for a long time, but the last time they met, it didn’t end well, not for Steel anyway, nor for Stanton. Sure, she was a good agent, but she was also a massive pain in the ass and
