"What can I do for you Victoria?" Walter asked as he sat down beside her and patted her knee affectionately.

Victoria stared down at his hand on her knee for a moment and then looked up at him. "I'm not sure that I can keep working here Mr Spackman," she said at last, not sounding to pleased at her own admission.

Walter looked shock. "Why ever not Victoria?" he asked her with genuine concern, giving her knee a gentle squeeze of assurance.

"Well," Victora took a deep breath, clearly not very comfortable talked to Walter about this. "Well, it's about yesterday..."

"Yes, what about it?" asked Walter, turning slightly in...