Mrs. Thornton goes to battle with all her feminine wiles ... and an assassin with serial killer tendencies proves to be no match for her!
To get totally caught up on The Posture of Innocence, here are the prologue, day 1, day 2, day 3, day 3.5, day 4, day 4.5, day 5, day 5.5, day 6, day 7, day 7.5, day 8, day 9, day 9.5, day 10, day 10.5, day 11, day 11.5, day 12, day 12.5, day 13, day 13.5, day 14, day 15, day 16, day 16.5, day 17, day 18, day 19, day 19.5, day 20, day 20.5, day 21, day 22, day 22.5, day 23, day 23.5, day 24, day 24.5, day 25, day 25.5, day 26, day 26.5, day 27, day 27.5, day 28, day 28.5, day 29, day 29.5, day 30, day 30.5, day 31, day 31.5, day 32, day 32.5, day 33, day 33.5, day 34, day 34.5, day 35, day 35.5, day 36, day 36.5, day 37, day 37.5, day 38, day 38.5, day 39, day 39.5, day 40, day 40.5, day 41, day 41.5, day 42, day 42.5, day 43, day 44, day 44.5, and day 45!
Of course Lieutenant Bruce Deadwood was at the produce giveaway – he was checking in on what he thought was going to be the next day's job, he liked organic produce, and he liked Mrs. Magdalena Thornton. He caught up to her as she was looking over some of those early apples...
“Is your liver still quivering about me, Ms. Thornton?”
“Oh, more than ever, Lieutenant.”
“Good … let me make things even clearer to you, Mrs. Deadwood-to-be … I have a very lucrative side hustle in addition to my job here. I've got one more big job to do in it, and I'm out of here, so I'm coming back next week not as your co-worker, but the man who is going to get us both out of here – and while you're being intoxicating, cute, and coy this week, I'm not taking no for an answer next week! Say your goodbyes to the working-class this week, because baby, next week, we're going to have the world!”
“Yes, but, let's not talk too much about that here, with all these ears around … .”
“You're so cute when you're discreet … makes me want to feel on some things beside these early apples to see how plump and ripe and they are... I like all types of apple and pear, but I see some bigger, softer, warmer, perfectly ready twin fruits hanging on a tall, good-looking figure that has my whole appetite hungry like the wolf … .”
“Lieutenant, we're still in public … let me be cute and discreet until next week!”
She left him laughing, so much so that he didn't notice Mrs. Della Scott casually picking up the little voice recorder she had put there when she had seen Lieutenant Deadwood easing over toward Mrs. Thornton.
“You hold on to that as backup,” Mrs. Thornton said to her a little later. “I'll transcribe what just happened and get it where it needs to go.”
By then, Lieutenant Deadwood had gone from that room, and would soon go home to wait on a call, an assignment, and a payment, none of which would ever come.