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money
because I knew they were struggling financially. Sharon was good for Brian, she
encouraged him to move forward in his career. Sharon was like a sister to me,
we liked the same things. Sometimes I’d buy a top and the week after Sharon
bought the same top! We were very close.”
    Grace
had an uneasy feeling about Sharon. She said, “I think we need to speak to
Sharon and Brian, find out why Andrew changed his mind about becoming a
writer.”
    Marie
smiled. “That’s a good idea, Sharon will know. It’ll be good to see her again,
you’ll like her.”
    Grace
gave Marie a concerned look. “If we find out that Andrew truly doesn’t want to
be a writer, will you be able to deal with that?”
    Marie
laughed. “That’s not going to happen! I know my son.”
     
    Chapter  9
     
    Grace
stood in front of Thompson’s Security shop.
    “Wow!
They’ve done well for themselves,” Marie said. “Very professional.”
    Grace
had an unkind thought of wondering where the money had come from to build up
such a business. She pushed the thought aside. She needed to have an open mind
before she met Sharon.
    She
opened the door to the shop and stepped through. Her mind immediately closed.
Sharon looked at her from across the counter and gave her a professional smile.
    Grace
could tell immediately that it was false, it didn’t reach her eyes.
    Marie
said, “Oh! She’s wearing the same perfume that I used to wear. I told you we
were similar.”
    Sharon
quickly gave Grace a look over. Grace did the same to Sharon. Everything about
the perfectly turned out woman in front of her said ‘false’ and ‘brittle’ to
Grace. She couldn’t say exactly what it was, but there was something about her that
was making her stomach feel peculiar.
    “Good
afternoon, can I help you?” Sharon asked.
    Grace
moved closer. She took in Sharon’s perfect hair and make up. Her designer
clothes completed the image of perfection. Grace knew that this kind of
perfection cost money. Grace flicked a sideways glance at Marie. She was
smiling at Sharon as if greeting an old much loved friend.
    Grace
spoke. “I had a security survey this morning. The young man was very helpful. I
would like to go ahead with the security plan that he wrote down.”
    Sharon
nodded, her smile still in place. “Yes, that would be Andrew. He’s not very
knowledgeable, he’s still learning the business but he’s very eager to learn.
Can I take your details?”
    Grace
noticed that Marie’s smile slipped slightly when Sharon spoke about Andrew.
    Grace
gave her details and watched as Sharon tapped in her details on a computer. Her
perfect nails moved quickly across the keyboard. Grace was reminded of talons.
She gave a small shake of her head, she really must get rid of these unkind
thoughts. She didn’t know Sharon.
    Sharon
read something online. She looked up at Grace. Her smile dropped and a
concerned look came onto her face. It also looked false, as if Sharon had
studied pictures of facial emotions and now tried to copy ‘concern’.
    Sharon
said, “Your security is very poor, one of the worst I’ve ever seen. Have you
ever been broken into?”
    Grace
shook her head.
    Sharon
said, “Well, you’ve been lucky. These locks are terrible, low quality. I
suppose some people can only afford lower quality things. It’s a good job you
contacted us, your luck would have run out one day and you would have definitely
experienced a break in, perhaps even an assault if you were in at the time.”
    Grace
frowned. She didn’t like Sharon’s sales talk, she sounded like she was trying
to scare her.
    Sharon
put her head to one side as if sympathy. “You’ll need our deluxe service. It is
costly but you can’t put a price on peace of mind. I’m sure you wouldn’t want
to wake up one night and find a potential rapist standing over your bed. Or a
possible murderer waiting for you as you came home at night. Let me tell the
prices. We take all major credit cards.”
    Marie
was