'Tom, where the hell are you? You have a meeting withBob Macintosh like now. He was silent for a while;then he said, 'I think I'll just go upstairs, do a bit of workbefore I go to bed. Drew and I were staying with friends in thecountry, nothing to do all weekend but eat and drink. It was quite a small barrel at the moment, but itcould get bigger.
He had arrived home feeling terrible, had hoped shemight say there was no need to go and meet Fergus and theblonde; but ''Oh, Zoe, you can't miss that. ''Oh, my God, Octavia, I -- when was that, how longhave you known?''It doesn't matter how long. Most likely explanation is it's Tom.
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