Jean Shildon was looking nothing like the women who had begun her eighteen month sentence. Her hair had been cut short and was showing distinct signs of grey. With good behaviour she had served only one year of her sentence but that one year had taken its toll and although she at first wanted revenge for her time in jail she had come to realise life was too short for such things. Blinded by the sunlight she picked up what belongings she had and wondered were she should go. London was her first thought but since she had a sister living down South, a sister she had not spoken too for many years it was time maybe to visit her instead.
Since Jim had experienced meeting many of his clients in their homes and it had turned out very badly he was glad he was meeting Mar
