"David please believe me," she was almost begging, "they are rich, they have powerful friends and they are totally ruthless. The way I am taking is the only way and you cannot help."

"But I..."

"No. Say no more." Wendy was firm but I did not want to let it go. I was about to continue when she said, "I said two answers."

"Yes." I was confused.

"You are fifty six, I am fifty seven," Wendy stating the obvious, "and neither of us wants to wait another nineteen years."

"Definitely not." I replied firmly.

"My task is nearing the end and if you want to wait..."

"I'll wait." My turn...