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up
to!
    “ You’re a born villain! You’re a menace
to civilization! The people of this country could do without
you!”
    “ Yeah! So why do most of the men get
annoyed at you? Not me! At least I’ve not annoyed any soldiers
...!”
    “ You’ve not annoyed ...!” he stared
deep into his eyes again, and looked away.
    “ Did you go to the golf club up at the
moor?” Malone curiously asked, calming himself.
    “ Yes!” he joked, annoyed, and even more
annoyed at their persistence in not telling him anything. “There
were hundreds of people drunk all over the place, lying in bushes,
and vomiting on the greens, and throwing beer cans! The whole place
was totally covered with people drinking and making it with woman,
and there were wild orgies everywhere!”
    “ Great! Remind me to visit there! What
else was there? Was there any physical action?”
    “ Physical action! Yeah! There was this
woman on the local golf
course who hit her ball and it shot sideways and went into a
foursome of men, putting at a green, and the ball hit one of the
men in the crotch!”
    “ That
sounds fun! What next?”
    “ She
realized it was her new boss!”
    “ New
boss! And what happened?”
    “ She
rushed over to him and told him she was also a physical therapist
and that she knew how to relieve the pain! So she gently took his
hands away and loosened his pants and pulled them down to his knees
and started massaging his sexual organs in the middle of the golf
course!”
    “ Good
god!” Malone gasped. “What will they think of next?”
    “ She
continued on going, even in the middle of the green, with all the
crowds and them watching, with reporters and cameras!”
    “ So
what!” Malone shouted, furiously.
    “ He told
her that the golf ball had hit his little finger, at his pocket,
and that he had only put my hands between my legs to quench the
pain!”
    “ Great!
But what the hell has that to do with what I’m talking about
...!”
    “ Nothing!”
    “ Cameron
pull yourself together! This country needs you to do your job! Not
to hang about perverted golf clubs!”
    “ Why did
you want to know if I was there for?”
    “ I was
checking if you played golf! As I thought you may want to play with
me and some of the lads here!”
    “ Thank
you! I was there! I’ll think about it!”
    “ Wrong!
The game’s cancelled! I was checking if you were there! There was a
complaint about you! Someone said that they saw you at the golf
course, and walking from there!”
    “ There’s
not!”
    “ There
is!”
    “ Where?”
    “ Apparently Cameron ... Everywhere!”
    “ That’s
where you’re wrong! I’ve not been everywhere!”
    “ Yet! You
don’t actually have to go everywhere! It can be done with the
media!”
    “ I’ve
been in the media? When?”
    Malone bent
over holding his head in his hands, and rested his head on the
table, while moaning, and swiftly straightened, while Cameron
realized he had heard something about him in the media.
    “ The
whole country seems to know of you ...” Malone announced, and
stopped himself.
    “ I can
assure you that nothing really happened! That golf club has some
strange people hanging around ...”
    “ We’re
not talking about that! So you have lost your memory! Well, this
time I have you! A complaint was made to the police about
you!”
    “ While
visiting the golf club?” he replied, astonished and confused.
“Alright! I know I’m not a member ...”
    “ It’s
nothing to do with your blasted golf club!” he screamed.
    “ Well
then it is about time you told me!”
    “ I will!
I’m coming to it!”
    Cameron gasped,
wondering if he could go to prison for the crime! Yet why did he
not recall anything? If he had done something surely he would have
noticed it? What was he talking about? Was it something he had done
before he had been found in the pool of mud in the field? Was he
actually a wanted criminal, and had the people of the media, in the
wood, or on the golf course recognized