Sara started to tear up the pictures, but he just chuckled and told her that he suspected she might, so he had had them made in triplicate, one for her, one for Jim and one for himself.
"You're horrible," she shouted and started to cry. "Jim will kill you!"
"I don't think so, he can't afford any kind of scandal right now and you know that."
Sara just sunk into the chair and sobbed and Janice went over to her and put her arm around her. She glared at John Warren, the hate sparking from her eyes.
"What about me," she asked, "Do you have a surprise for me too?"
"Yes, indeed my dear," he continued, "but yours comes later."
"I'm calling the police," she told him, "there's a law against this sort of thing."
"No ... don't, Jan," Sara finally said. "Wait until Jim gets here, he'll know what
