And yet it took so long

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It might well be the lament of the person who was the principal behind the operation.  It was meant to take a few weeks, then leave as though nothing happened.

That might have happened if the building hadn’t been loaded up with CCTV coverage, most of which only a few knew about, and certainly not those who were in on the operation.

Yes, someone forgot the drug made it’s victim paranoid on top of everything else.

And, taking on someone like Agatha, who had learned from dealing with her father that she always had to be one step ahead of everyone else, was probably a sin in itself.

Never, never, underestimate your enemy.

And yet another slice of what could be called dumb luck, it was not anticipated that Agatha would fall down those stairs and end up in a coma.  Not for long, but just long enough, before succumbing to her injury.

To say that was not supposed to happen was an understatement.

It brought in the police, a very, very close inspection of the people inside the operation, and word, it brought back her husband, Michael, and he was looking for vengeance.

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