Jenny smiled softly, understanding. "Okay, then, let's get hammered!" she announced, punching up into the air before twirling round and going to raid Grayson's liquor cabinet. "But," she added, turning around suddenly. "Only if you promise to have a full glass of water after every drink."
After a few moments Grayson set off again to their secret little 'meeting' place. He was amazed at how lax the security was in the place (government budget cuts, he supposed). As he neared the room a flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye made him freeze suddenly. A nurse? No, it was something else. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck prickle and darted into the room, his heart racing, the unmistakable feeling of being watched sinking in.