She watched it catch the occasional golden ray of sunlight on its upward spiral, then caught it halfway through its descent. Her reactions were lightning fast and she smacked the coin swiftly on to the careworn surface of her desk. Surreptitiously, she raised her hand and risked a supposedly nervous glance at the result. ‘Is it tails?’ Stephanie asked eagerly. She stared at Jo with a beseeching, hopeful gaze. Jo smiled sadly. ‘Heads, I’m afraid.’ She shook her head, trying to look unhappy about the result. ‘Could you take your blouse off?’ Stephanie sighed unhappily. She cast a glance towards the frosted glass on the office door and then looked hesitantly at Jo. ‘What if someone comes in?’ Jo laughed humourlessly. ‘I suppose there’s a first time for everything,’ she said cynically. ‘If a customer actually came through the door I’d want to shoot it, mount it and stick its head on the wall. The only thing stopping me would be the fact that they’re an endangered species.’ ‘It has been quiet lately, hasn’t it?’ Stephanie ventured.
