Part One   "Welcome Home"

 
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Thurday 9th April

Tammy stepped off the lunchtime flight from Stansted to Glasgow and headed into the terminal. Her first job was to get to the hotel she had booked for the night in the centre of Glasgow. Unfortunately no-one seemed to think that a train connection from this airport would be needed so, instead, she took the shuttle bus into Glasgow City Centre, landing at the Glasgow Central Hotel around four.

The only reason she was in Glasgow was so she could see Professor Roberts before what was looking to be a very busy late Spring and Summer period. For now, however, she needed to check-in, both at the hotel and with a few other folk.

"Hi Dad, I'm in Glasgow."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, the mobile reception was a bit dodgy at the house, and I only just made the flight so didn't have any time at Stansted."

"Okay, how are you getting back tomorrow?"

"Assuming everything goes to time, there's a train at 1010 to Inverness and a connection into Thurso that gets me back just before six."

"We've got snow on the ground so don't expect a helicopter to meet you at Inverness."

"I won't, but I need to buy a winter coat, I didn't need anything heavy in Cornwall and now I'm freezing."

"Go do that now, the shops will be closing shortly. Where are you?"

"Just off Argyle St."

"There's plenty of shops near there so get moving, we'll speak tomorrow."

"Bye, dad."

"take care Tammy, love you."

"Love you too."

Tammy hustled out of the hotel entrance and into the Princes Square shopping centre. Tammy knew that she wasn't short of money, but paying over two hundred pounds for a coat that was unsuitable for school or college? The shops here were not what she needed. Further along the road was Primark, even at four thirty there was a bun fight in the ladieswear section. She was sure she could get something reasonable that fitted her requirements but the queue looked half an hour long.

The temperature was dropping fast, coming back out onto Argyle Street Tammy looked across the road at the Saint Enoch Shopping Centre, an inner city mall that almost backed onto the River Clyde. She dived into air-conditioned building, but decided against shopping at first and instead headed to a coffee shop. She took her phone out and tapped a few messages.

Hi Aunt Heather, I've arrived in Glasgow and it's cold! I get home tomorrow evening then have a week to get ready for an engagement party. I hope you and Sophie are fine

Hi Tanya, I'll be back tomorrow and I passed!

This had an immediate response.

Your driving test? Well done girl! You'll have to tell me all about it, what time tomorrow?
 
Six at the station but gone seven before I'll have eaten, I don't think I'll be up for anything?
 
We'll see you on Saturday at The Mill for rehearsal?
 
Sure, when's John back?
 
Next Thursday, too long!
 
You'll get over it, are you ready for your engagement party?
 
No! I don't know what to wear, find something for me in Glasgow, please!
 
I need something for myself, can't you sort yourself out?
 
Help me Tammy! I can't get into Glasgow, or even London, and you've been in both!
 
I've been busy. Look, I'm in a shopping centre right now so I'll have a look.
 
Thanks!!!!!

Tammy put her phone away then finished her drink. The fact that Tammy and Tanya were now the same size, UK Size 12, and similar height meant that Tammy could see whether a dress would suit her best friend. What followed was two hours of intensive frock shopping, although Tammy only remembered a few minutes before the stores closed that she needed a coat, plus gloves, hat and a scarf.

The tally for the unscheduled dress search was four frocks, Tanya would have to choose one. Tammy had deliberately gone for knee length, or shorter, as much of her own wardrobe included mid and maxi length dresses. This was the first time Tammy would have experiences Spring and Summer as a girl so she was determined to get it right.

One plan had been to eat in the food court but that was closing shortly. Instead Tammy put the coat over her fleece and picked up the dress bags ready for the walk back to her hotel. She had just reached the hotel entrance when she heard her name, she span around.

"John?"

"What a surprise, Tammy, what are you doing?"

"I have an appointment at the Royal Infirmary tomorrow morning so I'm getting the mid morning train tomorrow. What about you?"

"I needed a suit for the party but I also want to be there for the rehearsal on Saturday so I convinced my folks I could travel here today and get into Thurso tomorrow. Have you been shopping?"

"Er, yes."

"Typical! I hope Tanya doesn't get the shopping bug too bad."

Tammy decided to leave that one alone. "Did you get a suit?"

"Yes, I was just going out for something to eat, want to join me?"

"Sure, can I just lose these bags and freshen my face?"

"How long?"

"Ten minutes."

"I'll come up to your room, just don't tell my fiancée!"

Tammy took closer to an hour, she wanted a shower and then decided to wear one of the new dresses but it was awkward dressing with John in the room, the cramped bathroom didn't help.

"Sorry John, I mean I know we have known each other for a long time, but I don't want to put my dress on just yet. Could you go to your room and come back in twenty? You are in this hotel, aren't you?"

"I am, I'll see you in twenty five in the lobby."

Tammy sighed as John left her room. Until nine months earlier there wouldn't have been any embarrassment between them but things were different now, not least of which he was engaged to her best friend. That she used to be Tom Smart, and was now Tamara Smart, seemed less important.

It was a different, relaxed Tammy who met back up with John.

"Wow!"

"Down boy, down!" Tammy giggled. "Shall we go?"

John took Tammy's arm and guided her the short distance to Bella Italia.

***

"Thank you John, that was lovely." They were walking back to the hotel.

"My pleasure Tammy, but you didn't tell me anything about what you have been doing for the past two weeks."

"I thought I did?"

"Not really, but you did tell me four times that you'd passed your driving test, but didn't say where you did it."

"Was that important?"

"Obviously not. What's your plan for the morning?"

"I have to be at the Royal Infirmary for a nine o'clock appointment so I'll need a taxi soon after eight thirty. My bags need to go to Queen St so I can get the train to Inverness."

"I'll look after your bags, just bring them down before you go in the morning?"

"Okay, thanks."

"Please don't tell Tanya you've seen me, I want this to be a surprise."

"Okay." She leant over and kissed him on the cheek before heading towards her room. "Goodnight, John."

"Night, Tammy."

 
Friday 10th April

"Good morning Miss Smart."

"Good morning Professor, I hope you and your lovely wife are well?"

"We are indeed, just back from a holiday in the Islas Canarias."

"Oh, the Isle of Dogs?" Tammy laughed.

"Not to be confused with that part of London!"

"I have an apartment near there."

"Do you now, anyway we are not here to discuss holidays or property ownership, are we?"

"Of course not."

"Now, Tammy, I wonder if you could explain a strange phone call my secretary received a couple of weeks ago from the Royal Navy Psychiatry Service in Plymouth that queried when you would be eligible for GRS."

"I don't know anyone in Plymouth, although I've just got back from Cornwall but that doesn't explain the Royal Navy or why someone would know - oh!"

"Yes?"

"Heather."

"Heather?"

"I've just spent a week and a bit in Cornwall as a prelude to an internship in the summer. The placement is sort of government so that might be where the military aspect comes in?"

"Sort of government?"

"An agency."

"Okay."

Tammy started thinking out loud. "Thing is, why would Heather be talking about GRS unless she herself was transgendered? I'm wondering if she was trying to schedule us both for the same time? That would be weird!"

"Indeed, so if we continue that theme, would you like the surgery?"

"I'd like to finish the job, but the idea of surgery worries me. Anyway, I'd have to fit it into everything else."

"That's an unfortunate turn of phrase, but it's quite normal to be concerned about major surgery, when do think you'll be ready?"

"I'm ready now, but I have an induction course and internship once my exams are over that will last most of the summer, then I start at college. Maybe next year?"

"So what's more important?"

"Making certain I have a career path, and the internship is definitely an opening onto a very interesting career."

"Doing what?"

"Sorry, I can't say."

"Can't say or won't say?"

"Can't."

"Signed the official secrets act then?"

"Yes."

Professor Roberts laughed. "I signed it once or twice myself, not that signing the piece of paper actually means anything."

"It doesn't?"

"No, it's just you saying that you understand your obligations, it doesn't actually tell you what those are! Never mind, if it was possible for you to have your GRS later this year, would you?"

"Yes."

"Fine, let's see each other in October, at half-term?"

"Sounds good. Oh, we're putting on Macbeth in a couple of weeks at the Mill Theatre."

"I guess you're Lady Macbeth?"

"Of course."

"I saw the pictures and report from the Thurso Echo about your school production."

"You did? I've not seen anything."

"Didn't you check the paper's website?"

"Oh."

"Anyway, I can see that you're ready for the surgery, just don't schedule it before the end of October, right?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Off you go, or you'll miss your train."

"How did you know?"

"You've been checking the clock on the wall every few seconds!"

***

"Tammy, we only have a few minutes to spare!"

"Sorry John, I had the cab driver from hell."

"Can't be that bad?"

"When he's more interested in chatting you up than actually driving you, then it is that bad."

"Look, I've got our tickets so you can owe me, grab your bags!"

They had just settled down in their seats when the train lurched forward as it made the steep climb out of Glasgow' Queen Street Station. Ahead of them were three hours before they reached Inverness. John tried to tease Tammy into telling him what she'd been doing over the previous couple of weeks.

"I know you weren't in London as I called Angela when I couldn't get you."

"Oh, what did she say?"

"That you hadn't even gone to the apartment with her or Mrs Small."

"I might not have done."

"So where did you go?"

"Cornwall."

"Cornwall!"

"Keep it down, yes I know it's a long way from here, but it took less time to fly from Edinburgh to Newquay two weeks ago than this train across Scotland will take."

John softened his voice, "so what did you do? I didn't know you knew anyone down there?"

"I do know people there, but I don't put a list out and, no, they're not friends on facebook either. I've been offered some work expereince, an internship, for the summer and this was a taster. It's not being advertised so I don't want anyone to get jealous."

"Oh, I doubt that would happen."

"It would, believe me, anyway the sun shone, I had plenty of exercise and healthy eating, and I passed my driving test."

"You said that last night."

"Well, have you passed your test?"

"Yes."

"When, when?"

"Wednesday."

"Why didn't you say?"

"I couldn't get a word in edgeways!"

Tammy gave John a hug and a kiss. "I'm sorry."

"Don't, and please don't say anything to Tanya."

"I won't! What are you going to do about a car?"

"Mum and Dad will look at them when they get up to Thurso later next week."

"They're staying with Elsie McPherson, aren't they?"

"Yes, so am I but not for a few days."

"Where will you stay tonight?"

"I hadn't worked that out, yet."

"Let me guess, you don't want to call Sandy and ask her?"

"I want to go see her tomorrow."

"I can ask Dad if you can stay a night or two?"

"I'd be grateful if you could."

Knowing that the mobile signal quality along the line, outside of urban areas, was pretty lousy, Tammy simply sent her father a text. A minute later she had a response.

"He says that's fine."

By mutual agreement the pair pulled headphones and music playing equipment out, ready to listen to their own selection. By midday, two hours into the journey, Tammy was regretting rushing breakfast.

"How long do we get at Inverness?"

"Half an hour."

"Not really enough time to have a decent lunch?"

"No, but plenty enough to get a sandwich, it's then almost a four hour ride into Thurso."

"I was hoping Dad would send a helicopter to collect us at Inverness, but he said there was heavy snow on the ground, the choppers only go urgent work under those circumstances, I don't count apparently!"

"I thought you part-owned the company?"

"I do, but Dad's the Chief Operating Officer, plus the firm is supposed to be making a profit."

"Can't argue with that, although it would get us back several hours quicker."

Finally, at half past one, the train pulled into Inverness and the two stepped out onto the platform. Snow had settled here, but Tammy's shoes were inadequate, John looked down as she tried to remove the white powder from her toes, shaking his head.

They reached a sandwich bar outside the station just as the owner was pulling down the shutters.

"Sorry, it's been a slow day and I can't justify being open any longer."

They looked across the road at a café but there seemed to be a queue, although the misted windows didn't help.

"When's our train?"

"At two, we've got just over twenty minutes."

The only option was a plastic pack of overpriced sandwiches from the station shop. Taking advantage of a 'meal deal' it cost Tammy a tenner for the pair of them. Their train was waiting but no-one was boarding, Tammy found a railway employee.

"Is there a problem with the Thurso service?"

"The heating system packed up just before the train got here from Wick, if we can't fix it then it'll be cancelled."

The air temperature on the platform seemed to drop at that point so John persuaded Tammy into the station foyer, in front of the information screens.

"We've got ten minutes before it goes, Tammy, I'm sure they'll sort it out."

"Your faith is better than mine."

"Obviously."

With promises that the train was ready, they departed Inverness ten minutes late. An hour into the journey the heating failed in their carriage so everyone was moved along to the next carriage. That wasn't too much hardship but there weren't many empty seats so Tammy ended up sat next to John, eventually nodding off against him.

"Come on Tammy, we're almost in Thurso."

Tammy stretched. "Sorry John, did I fall asleep on you?"

"Yes."

Another passenger, facing them, spoke. "You make a lovely couple."

Tammy blushed and wanted to say something, but John had other ideas.

"Move, Tammy, we're here! Don't forget your bags, all of them!" As they stepped off the train he added, "and if you ever say that to Tanya I will murder you!"

"Duly noted."

Her father, Richard, was waiting outside the station with his Landrover. "Get in, both of you, it's not warm enough to dilly or dally."

Tammy checked the time, it was gone six in the evening, they'd been travelling for almost eight hours.

As Richard pulled up outside the front door Tammy stepped out of the car but then didn't know where her house keys were, not having used them for two weeks. Fortunately Joan, her adopted mother, opened the door to let the pair in. Tammy gave her a hug but went straight to her room.

Half an hour later she appeared in the kitchen wearing a onesie, her hair still damp. Her sister, Angela, took one look and started to laugh but quickly stopped, immediately giving Tammy a hug. "I've missed you, Angela!"

"I missed you too, Tammy, welcome home."

Part Two   "Rings"

 

Saturday 11th April

It took Tammy a few moments to realise that she was back in her room at Dunbankin, the family home just outside Thurso. Looking at the clock it said seven, but she was now fully refreshed so saw no point in rolling over.

At half past seven, showered and dressed, she walked into the kitchen in search of her first coffee of the day.

"Good morning Tammy, welcome back."

"Thanks Julie."

"There's a mug of coffee for you on the table, I heard you were up."

"I tried to be quiet." Tammy sat down and picked up the mug.

"A quiet teenager? They don't exist!"

Tammy decided she would lose any argument at this point so stayed silent while the cook prepared a few items for breakfast.

"I guess you've been on the healthy muesli and yoghurt breakfast loved by the soft southerners?"

"I've had a cooked breakfast most of this week, the only muesli was in the hotel in Glasgow yesterday, I wouldn't call Glaswegians soft southerners and expect to live!"

"So I thought I would treat you, oh well, you can forget me doing that for you again!"

Tammy laughed, "Dad said he would ask you to do a cooked breakfast today in case we couldn't get together for lunch!"

"Damn, foiled again!"

They were both laughing when Joan came into the kitchen. "Bacon? Just a bowl of Alpen for me I think." The laughing intensified, "have I walked into an in-joke?"

Tammy and Julie shrugged, returning to their respective tasks, cooking and drinking coffee.

"Now Tammy, what's your plan for the day?"

"There's a rehearsal today at the theatre plus I want to go into town to see everyone and I really ought to sit down with some revision."

John now arrived in the kitchen, "could you drop me down there too please Tammy?"

"Who said I was going to drive?"

***

Tammy pulled up behind Sarah's Boutique shortly after nine.

"I'm leaving the car here for now and I'll drive round to the theatre at quarter to ten, if you want a lift. I'll be with Sarah until then."

"I'm seeing Tanya and Sandy first," was John's offering whilst Angela said "I want to do some shopping."

The pair walked away, in separate directions, as Tammy retrieved her bag before locking the car. Having passed her test the previous week she was now finally self-mobile, able to go where she wanted when she wanted - within reason of course. First stop was Sarah's shop.

"Hi Tammy, I bet you didn't get that tan in London? Did you just spend a week abroad without telling us?"

"I didn't leave the country, Sarah, but I did end up in Cornwall for a few days and it was lovely down there."

"It was fine here until two days ago when this white stuff arrived, trade has been dead since Wednesday."

"I'm sorry I wasn't here, but something came up that I had to do."

"Angela came in a few days ago and said you wouldn't be back before the end of week and that the last time she saw you was at Edinburgh Airport."

"Er, yeah."

"You didn't go to London at all, did you?"

"Oh I did, I got there on Tuesday of this week and left on Thursday."

"So what were you doing in Cornwall?"

"Sorting out some stuff for my summer work experience but they also arranged some driving lessons for me."

"Did you get much practice?"

"A bit."

"So?"

"So what?"

"Did you?"

"Did I what?"

"Stop playing games, Tammy. Did you take your test?"

"Yes, and I passed. My car's round the back as I drove down here this morning."

That earned Tammy a hug. "Well done, girl."

"Thanks."

"Now, are you at the theatre this morning?"

"Yes, we only have a few more weeks of rehearsal before the actual play."

The shop door burst open and Tanya stormed in.

"WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH MY MAN? BITCH!"

Tanya went to slap Tammy but Sarah got between them.

"Tanya, calm down and explain yourself or I'm calling your mother."

"SHE ..... SHE ....She ...." Tanya burst into tears.

Sarah decided to reach for the phone anyway, walking away from Tanya who now had her head hung low. Tammy stepped forward to give her a hug but Tanya shook her head.

"I thought I trusted you."

"What?"

"John."

"He wanted to surprise you this morning, so he stayed at our house last night."

"No, not that, this!"

Tanya's phone showed a photo of Tammy asleep on John's shoulder, her arm snaking across him. Tammy started laughing.

"It's not funny!"

"Yes it is, we were on trains for eight hours so I fell asleep, there weren't any spare seat so we had to sit next to each other."

"I broke off the engagement over this!"

"You did what?"

"I told him where he could shove the ring."

"Apologise now!"

"I'm sorry, Tammy."

"Not to me, to John. He's sweet and would never hurt you. Who sent you the photo?"

"One of my friends asked if that was you and John but I don't know who took it."

"Tanya, sort out who your friends are - John didn't want to wait until Thursday to see you but ended up bumping into me in Glasgow so we travelled down together yesterday, eight hours in all, I bet you couldn't stay awake on a journey like that and wouldn't do the journey on your own if you had a choice."

Tanya Smith started crying again. "I've been so stupid."

"Sort it out now, Tanya, I'm not upset with you but I will be if you don't repair what you've done."

Out of her eye Tanya could see Sandy and John in the shop doorway. Sandy Smith came forward, telling John Hibbert to stay where he was, there appeared to be a mark on his face. There also appeared to be something in Sandy's hand.

"What's going on?" The question was directed at her daughter.

"I've ruined it."

"Explain."

"I thought Tammy and John were together after I saw a photo."

"So you would destroy a relationship on the basis of a single photo that might have a simple explanation?"

Tanya didn't said anything at first but looked around finding John stood ten feet behind her. She walked over.

"Forgive me!"

"I do."

"Both of you, come here!" Sandy was definitely in command.

The pair trudged over. "Now, my daughter, what do you say to my future son-in-law?"

"I'm sorry John, I jumped to a conclusion."

"Both feet first if you ask me. Now, you threw something away, didn't you?"

Tanya checked her left hand, confirming that the ring finger was empty, that prompted another cry. Sandy unfurled her finger and passed the missing ring to John.

"Up to you John, I'll respect whatever you do now considering how my daughter has just treated you." Sandy stepped back.

"I'm sorry John, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He pushed her away gently so he could take her left hand an slide the engagement ring back onto the correct finger. Then he threw his arms around her, without a care of who was in the shop. There was the muffled sound of "you're forgiven, I love you regardless."

"Can I go back to my salon now?"

"Sure Sandy, I think we can handle things."

As Sandy left the shop, Angela arrived bearing a bag. She looked around. "What was Sandy doing here, what have I missed?"

***

Tanya managed to repair her make-up, although the repair was effectively a wipe and start again process taking ten minutes, before getting into Tammy's car for the ride to the theatre.

"Are you allowed to drive?" Tammy looked in the rear view mirror at the inquisitor who was sat on the rear seat next to John.

"Do you want to walk, Tanya?"

"Er, no. When did you take your test?"

"Over a week ago. Is everyone belted up?"

Tammy eased out of the parking space and into the Thurso traffic for the short drive over to the theatre, parking as close to the stage door as possible. Inside, they were welcomed by Iain Brown and Sandy Fletcher.

"Mr Hibbert, I'd heard you weren't due back?"

"I thought I'd surprise Tanya, that was the idea anyway." Tammy had put some concealer on John's cheek to hide the mark left by Tanya's hand. Every now and again he went to touch his face, but either Tammy or Tanya stopped him. Tammy wondered how long the make-up would hide it.

"Well, it's good to have you back, even if two girls are now after you." Tammy and Tanya looked at each-other, giggling.

Sandy, took over. "As you may recall, Tanya has taken the place of Lady Macduff which left us a witch short. I put a request in the Thurso Echo a week ago asking for any actor who was familiar with the witches to attend here today." The cast looked around the stage but only saw those they knew. "Unfortunately it seems that no-one has offered their help."

There was a noise from the back of the stalls as someone in a long skirt walked down the aisle towards the stage. The theatre's caretaker appeared to have let them in through the foyer.

"Hello? I've come about the part."

Iain did not look impressed but Sandy directed the newcomer to the side steps. "Hello, you are?"

"I'm Lori, I understand you need a witch?"

"We do, Lori, I'm Sandy and this is Iain, we're the directors. How well do you know the part? It's the second witch by the way."

"I've just played the second witch in a school production."

"Which school?" Tammy already knew what was going to be said, and others were starting to twig who Lori was.

"St Andrews."

Iain snorted, but Sandy's face did not betray any thoughts she had. "Was that Tammy's recent production?"

"Yes."

"I was in the audience for that, perhaps the other witches could join us and we'll do a run through of Act one Scene one?"

Angela wanted to say something but was needed, along with Josie who was increasingly confused. John and Tanya both wanted to say something to Tammy but Iain had called for silence, the cast that wasn't required now moved to the wings.

"When shall we three meet again ....."

The scene ended and Sandy was delighted. "Excellent, Lori, thank you for joining our company. You must know Angela, John and Tammy, the rest are Josie, Tanya, Mark ....

"Can you see me after the rehearsal so I can take some details, Tammy can you stay behind as well please. Now, let's continue our run through, starting with scene two."

***

"Thank you everyone, could you all please be here at seven on Wednesday evening for costume fitting, we start full dress rehearsals next Saturday. Tammy, Lori, please?" Tammy saw Iain disappearing, along with most of the cast, although Angela John and Tanya were stood waiting.

"Now Lori, that was very good but is that your legal name?"

"No, it's Tony Jenkins."

"Okay, how old are you?"

"Eighteen."

"What size are you?"

"Fourteen or sixteen, it depends."

"Okay, can you be here on Wednesday evening?"

"I'll try."

"Okay, thank you Lori." Sandy waited for Lori to walk away before speaking to Tammy.

"Did you know she would be here?"

"No, although I vaguely remember mentioning it to my cast before Easter."

"What's your opinion?"

"Tony played a good witch for me in the school's production, I just wasn't expecting to see him, or her, here."

"Does the school know?"

"About four or five at the school know that Lori is Tony Jenkins, I was the only student who knew. It's fair to say that Angela and John also now know. This is the first time I've actually seen Tony out as Lori, as far as I was concerned Lori was staying under wraps until after the A levels."

"That explains the look on your face, now is there going to be a problem on Wednesday?"

"I don't know, but I can't see how Lori could leave the school at seven and return gone ten o'clock for evening rehearsals, although Tony would get permission. Regardless of that, what I don't understand is where Lori is staying right now, as the school is closed until next Friday."

"That crossed my mind too, can you see what you can find out as I do not want to find out two days before the opening night that Lori is unavailable; if there's a going to be a problem then I want to know about it now."

"Sure, but I'll have to speak to mum, Joan Small, as she's the welfare manager for the school and is one of the few who already know about Lori."

"Okay, can you keep me informed. I'll see you on Wednesday at seven?"

"I'll be here, bye."

Lori hadn't got any further than the small group of Tammy's passengers but was now walking towards the stage door.

"Lori, wait, I'm going into town if you need a lift?"

"Do you have room?"

"It'll be a squeeze, if Angela gets in the back with the lovers then you can take the front passenger seat?"

"It'll save me getting soggy again."

Tammy pulled up behind Sarah's shop again, her rear seat passengers immediately disembarked, leaving just Lori and Tammy in the car.

"Where are you staying?"

"I have a flat in town now."

"Are your parents okay with it?"

"Not really, mum's fine but dad's blown it and walked out."

"I'm sorry to hear."

"I'm not surprised really, he felt betrayed when the Ryan situation came out and starting blaming everyone."

"What's the deal with the flat?"

"I was thinking to doing college up here so we'd investigated places already. Mum said she would see dad in court when she might produce some evidence of him playing around, or he could sign over the house plus a suitable lump sum and she would let it go through on a 'quickie'."

"When did all this happen?"

"It started around half-term in mid February so mum came up here then to look for somewhere and was back a few days before the end of term to sign the contract; as soon as Macbeth was finished I cleared my room out."

"I wasn't told."

"I asked that you weren't told, as you had enough on your plate at the time, but I did promise Mrs Small that I would speak to you before school started back."

"Where is your flat?"

"Just along the road from Sarah's Boutique, do you want to see it?"

"Not now, but who will be coming to school?"

"Tony will, but there's only the exams now, after the first couple of weeks anyway, so I can be Lori most of the time. I'll be Lori fulltime when I start college."

"What are you thinking of doing? I mean you must have had a college or university place somewhere else?"

"Yes, at Warwick, but I want to stay here for now, there's a few staying in the area?"

"Yes, me, Angela and John. John and Tanya will probably get the cottage at the school as Tanya will be Mrs Small's assistant if she gets the job."

"The girl who played Lady Macduff?"

"That's her."

"What was that mark on John's face?"

"A misunderstanding."

"Oh."

"Now, how is your brother doing?"

"Ryan's in school in Birmingham but really only needs to turn up to his GCSE exams, he's so far ahead of the others in his year."

"He wasted his chance here."

"He knows that."

Tammy grabbed her bag and took out a business card. "Here's my number and email address, give me a ring if you need to ask anything."

"Thanks."

"Come on, it's not warm out here, I'm going into the shop. Are you joining us?"

"No, I'll go home."

"Okay, take care. I'll see you on Wednesday evening, do you want me to pick you up?"

"No, not unless the weather's awful."

Lori walked away as Tammy locked the car, before heading towards the shop.

***

"How was rehearsal, dear?"

"It was strange, mum, Lori turned up."

"Okay, did she get the part?"

"Yes, how much do you know?"

"Much more than you."

"I forgot to ask Lori if she was seeing Jill?"

"Your favourite shrink? You know I can't tell you that, even if I knew."

"I know, by the way, did you arrange for a refund of the boarding fee for this term?"

"I explained to the Head that it was probably advisable on compassionate grounds."

"Let me guess, the refund paid the deposit on the flat and a few months' rent?"

"Something like that."

"And did you put yourself down as a local contact?"

"I might have done."

"Figures!"

Tammy looked down at Joan's hands, spotting a sparkly ring. "New?"

"Yes, your father's decree absolute came through on Wednesday, we went shopping this morning when you were out of the way."

"When's the wedding?"

"In the summer, Elsie's already planning it!"

Part Three   "Full Service"

 

Sunday 12th April

"So, John, when did Sandy say you could stay there?"

"From Tuesday, Tanya's brother David, is there at the moment, Mr Smart."

"John, please call me Richard here, well you're welcome to stay here until Tuesday."

"Thank you, Richard."

They were sat at the breakfast table, but were fending for themselves as both staff had the day off. Tammy was playing with her tablet computer, having finished her ceral and toast.

"Tammy, don't forget you are cooking dinner this evening, or does that device tell you it's your turn? You got out of it for two weeks!"

Tammy looked up, "yes, mum."

"I'll help, Tammy."

"Thanks John, you don't have to."

"I do, if Tanya and I are moving into the cottage then one of us should know how to cook!"

Tammy laughed, she'd long suspected that cooking was not one of Tanya's qualities. "Thank you John for the offer. Now, I think we should have a revision day?"

Tammy and John shared subjects. "What's the first exam?"

"I have the full list of our subjects on my tablet, here's the first couple of weeks." She passed it to John.

13th May am Maths: Core Maths C1
15th May am English Lit Unit 1: Explorations In Prose & Poetry
 
18th May am Business Studies Unit 1: Developing New Business Ideas
20th May am Maths: Core Maths C2

"Just two a week, I can cope with that!"

"The last few weeks have three exams and all bar two of the exams are in the morning."

"Sounds good, what about you Angela?"

"I haven't looked at the exam timetable yet."

"Aren't you planning?"

"Not in the same way, John, I'll revise the subjects as best I can then turn up at the exams."

"That's unfocussed."

"To you, maybe, but not to me."

Tammy felt she had to intervene, noting that their parents were keeping quiet. "John, what I think Angela is trying to say is that if she has revised as well as she can then it doesn't matter what order the exams come in, just so long as you attend the correct one on the day."

"I see your point, it's just not the way I've done it."

"Well, when you're at work, do you know in advance what enquiries will arrive at your desk or do you just deal with it as it happens?"

"Well, the second one."

"Exactly, and you can treat these exams in the same way. Shall we use my room?"

All three of them shared maths and english as subjects, with maths being the more problematic subject. They had several past papers available so each tackled the first of the 2013 papers, within the set time limit of ninety minutes. After a coffee break they went through the answers.

"I'm hopeless," offered Angela.

"No you're not, let's finish marking then we'll have a look at each of the wrong answers and work out where we went wrong."

The marking took longer than the exam as each answer was examined in detail.

"Angela, you didn't do too badly at all, that's easily a 'B'."

"Where the pair of you will get an 'A' or 'A*'."

"So could you," suggested Tammy, "just don't rush the more difficult questions."

"I still don't think I can do that much, and it hardly matters - does it?"

"Well, you only need two C grades to get onto your course, don't you?"

"Yes, so why should I worry if I can't get an 'A'?"

"Pride, self-satisfaction."

"Don't need them."

John interjected, "Angela, don't knock yourself. You are capable of doing very well, but just do what you can then see if you can't surprise yourself?"

"Yeah, I don't need to impress anyone else, do I?"

"No you don't, have pride in yourself, believe in yourself and don't worry about anyone else's opinion."

"That's easy to say, John, but hard to do when you're as insecure as me."

"Look, just be yourself and sod the rest. When you do believe in yourself, so will the others. Don't forget that you get a whole new group of friends at university."

"I'll still be here, so will both of you."

"But we're not on the same course, you probably haven't met anyone who's doing that course yet. They don't know you so it'll be blank-canvas time."

"Maybe."

There was a shout for lunch from downstairs which had the group all decide they needed the loo.

There was a group decision after lunch to work on their own. Tammy first checked her messages, finding one from Heather.

Hi Tammy, sorry didn't get back to you on Thursday but we've been busy. Glad you enjoyed your time down here. Heather

She checked her diary, although some of the entries were now coded in case anyone saw them, indeed Tammy had spent one whole day recently being warned about hacking and personal security. It made her a little concerned about making the trek back to Thurso alone so bumping into John in Glasgow had been a relief. Working for a secret government agency should sound like something special, instead it meant carrying a whole load of rules around in her head.

"Tammy, I was calling for you?"

"Err, what Angela?"

"It's my exam calendar, there's a problem."

"Well, you might need to get the school to speak to the exam board."

"I don't think they'll agree to change anything, somehow."

"So what is it?"

"We've got the first exam on the thirteenth?"

"Yes, it's maths part one."

"Right, that's in the morning and I have my first history exam in the afternoon."

"A double day? That's bad news."

"Yeah. I can always forget about history and not turn up?"

"No, you will not."

"I've thought about it, you know who my history teacher was?"

"Your dad."

"Yes, he made my life hell in those lessons, telling me I wasn't good enough."

"So why did you choose it?"

"I didn't, he chose all my subjects, I didn't get a single word."

"Does mum know?"

"I think so, but he would have denied it at the time."

"Look, you've had Mr Thompson teaching history since November, haven't you?"

"Yes."

"So that's most of this school year, did Mr Thompson ever say anything negative about you?"

"Not really."

"So it wasn't your problem, it was you father's. That means the problem went when he did. Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'm over it."

Tammy gave her sister a hug, it looked like she needed one, especially as Angela started to cry.

John arrived in Tammy's doorway, "Tammy ....". She held a finger to her lips and mouthed "get Joan" to him.

***

"Do I need to show you how to peel potatoes, John?"

"I think I can manage that Miss Smart."

"Less cheek, please, and more work!"

The pair had left Angela and her mother discussing Angela's insecurities, a tactical retreat seemed to be the sensible approach to this particular issue. They were preparing dinner although there was still several hours before it would be served, one of the joys of a Sunday roast is the amount of time required.

"John, I almost offered to treat everyone to dinner in town."

"Under the circumstances you would have ended up phoning to cancel, and we would still have been in here peeling veg!"

"True."

"One thing though, Tammy, I'm wondering if I'm doing the right thing?"

"The exams?"

"No, Tanya."

"Please don't have second thoughts. She was in the wrong yesterday and I don't think she'll make that mistake again."

"That was still a mean right hook!" John was rubbing the side of his face.

"Has she hit you before?"

"Yes, about four weeks ago."

"Oh dear."

"Oh dear what?"

"Just put an entry in your diary for every four weeks, starting yesterday. I suggest you use DNPT."

"DNPT?"

"Do not provoke Tanya, she's going to be hazardous for a few days every four weeks so it's best you know in advance."

"What if she asks what it is?"

"Dinner Pizza Tonight? Make it a regular thing for comfort food?"

"She'd see through that!"

"Then let her, but she'll probably laugh."

"And if she doesn't laugh?"

"Duck!"

"That wasn't funny, Tammy."

"In that case I'll have to show you how to do your own make-up, especially concealer and foundation although you might want to experiment with your eyes and lipstick as well!"

John had been drying his hands with a towel so that became a object of aggression. Tammy caught it and threw it back, giggling. John made a real effort to hit Tammy with it, damping the towel into a soggy lump.

"Here you go!"

The kitchen door opened and Joan walked straight into the projectile.

"What?"

"I'm sorry Mrs Small, that was aimed at Tammy." Tammy, naturally, was creased up with laughter.

Joan turned and walked out.

"Oh dear, Tammy, I don't think we've heard the last of this?"

"Probably not, just remember that you started it!"

"Did not!"

The door opened again, Richard walked in.

"What is going on?"

"Sorry Dad, we were joking and things got out of hand. John threw it first, by the way."

"Don't play the blame game, Tammy, as it takes two to tango."

"Yes Dad." "Yes Mr Smart."

"Now, what time is dinner?"

"Six."

Richard now left the kitchen. Tammy walked over to John and gave him a hug and a kiss. "Quits?"

"We weren't fighting, but yeah." He gave Tammy a kiss on the lips.

"Oh, I shouldn't have done that. Sorry, Tammy."

"What's there to be sorry about? Mind you, my shade of lipstick does suit you!"

John fled the kitchen.

 
Monday 13th April

"Welcome back Miss Tammy."

"Thank you Leanne, I understand you went away at Easter?"

"Yes Miss, I stayed with an aunt in Aberdeen for a few days."

Tammy decided to leave it there, "I'll be in the office if anyone needs me."

"Yes, Miss."

Tammy took a seat next to her PA. "Is there anything for me, Pru?"

"Yes, a draft contract arrived for the flat."

"Has my father seen it?"

"He has, I don't believe he has any problem with it, but I wonder why a London company is interested?"

"That's their registered office but the guys will actually live locally."

"You're not going to put this through an agency?"

"No, that would add to the number of people who knew about the arrangement."

"So, who is it really?"

"The National Crime Unit."

"The multi-agency lot?"

"Yes."

"What do they want it for?"

"Sorry Pru, you're not cleared for that. Let's just sign this and send it back, is my business account up and running?"

"Yes Tammy, Tamara Smart Property Ltd is the name of the account as you asked."

"Thanks, but I've had a thought and I'd like to establish a degree of distance between myself and the tenants."

"That would be difficult to achieve in practice as your name is against the Land Registry entry for the building and Caithness Council will have your name as well for business rates."

"Oh well, for the next properties can we establish a new company 'Thurso Property Services' and a bank account in the same name?"

"Sure, I'll get onto that this morning."

"Thanks, can you have the rental from the flat go to the new account?"

"If you can sign the contract I'll date it and fill in any other information."

"Great, is there anything else outstanding?"

"No, any personal mail was put in your room."

"I've seen it. I'm going into town if anyone wants me."

"Okay, bye."

Tammy met John outside the office, "ready?"

"Yes, we're expected."

Tammy parked behind Sarah's shop and walked to Sandy's salon with him. She was ushered straight into the torture chamber.

"Well, well, well, Miss Smart has decided she does need our services after all?"

"Come off it Joanne, I got back in town on Friday night and was busy on Saturday."

"Yes, I was in here when the fun happened out there," she jabbed her finger towards the wax room's door, "but I didn't need to see what was going on."

"It was a mis-understanding, typical Tanya really."

"Sandy had a right go at her when they got home, Debbie told me."

"I'm not surprised, she's being offered a job with free accommodation plus a husband who is clever and worth a few pennies, then she tried to throw the lot away in a fit of pique."

"It's not just that, she's lost a couple of babysitting jobs as word got around."

"Does she not know that she'll need to be checked before she can work with children or vulnerable people?"

"I've tried to tell her, I have had to get clearance* as I help with school productions, teaching stage make-up. If someone complained to the police about her being violent it could ruin her chances of work."

"Maybe she'll see sense?"

"I hope so. Now, get up on the table and slips your jeans off. I hate to say it, but you probably need a full service."

"Oh well."

***

Tammy walked back into the salon an hour later.

"We were going to send a search party for you."

"Joanne and I were talking, then she decided that I needed waxing everywhere." John blushed.

"Well, get in the chair, let's make you presentable. I hope you didn't let any of those southerners loose on your hair?"

"Not a chance."

"How was London?"

"I was only there for a few days, Sandy."

"So where were you?"

"Cornwall."

"That's eight hundred miles from here!"

"It took longer to get the train from Glasgow back here than it did to fly up from Cornwall."

"Why not fly into Wick?"

"I had an appointment in Glasgow and there's no flights from Glasgow to Wick."

"Right, sit back and let Sandy work her wonders. Tanya will do a full manicure and pedicure once I'm done."

It was nearly one o'clock when Tammy, Tanya and John walked into the Castletown Hotel for lunch. They were greated by the effervescent manager, Frances Ernesto.

"Miss Smart, so lovely to see you again!"

"Thank you Frances, can we have a table out of the way please?"

"Certainly."

Tammy knew there was a secluded corner that included a table and three chairs, but it always had a reserved sign. Tammy had queried this with Frances, to be told he kept it for those customers who needed a little privacy, Today was one such time.

The Reserved sign was whisked away as they sat, Frances then dropped menus into their hands in a well-rehearsed manner.

Tammy's phone pinged, she was minded to just ignore it but took a look anyway, spotting that a secure message had arrived.

Russians connected to your former driving instructor now in Thurso. Be careful. Sophie

Tammy's face must have shown concern as John quickly and quietly asked what the problem was.

"I hope it's nothing, but some nasty people are apparently in town."

Tanya was concerned, "this isn't an exercise?"

"No, this is for real."

"Should we leave?"

"No, John, we're as safe here as anywhere. Let's hope nothing happens."

There was a noise from the far end of the lounge, near the main entrance, as three large individuals entered the hotel. Tammy quickly tapped a message.

In Castletown Hotel. Three Russian males just entered bar. Advice? Tammy."

She wasn't certain but could have sworn she heard one of the Russians say "Smart."

***

* The Scottish system for vetting those working with children/vulnerable adults is different from the rest of the UK and is simply called 'Disclosure' - http://www.disclosurescotland.co.uk/basicdisclosureonline/in...

Part Four   "Insecurities"

 
Monday 13th April(Continued)

"Tammy, what's the problem?"

"I have a horrible feeling about those three guys."

John had his back to the lounge so turned to look. "John, turn back, don't make it obvious!" Tammy hissed.

"I couldn't see anything except those Norwegians."

"Norwegians?"

"There's a Norsk Art exhibition at the library, didn't you know?"

"I haven't been here for a fortnight. How much else have I missed?"

Tammy's phone pinged.

Have contacted Caithness SB, officers on way

She hurriedly replied.

False alarm

"Tammy, why are you so jumpy?" Tanya tried to look concerned, although she more interesting in squeezing John's hand. "Is it anything to do with this secret squirrel stuff?"

"Tanya, when you've been targeted as often as I have, you sometimes have to react and not wait for the assassin to get right next to you."

"Even when that assassin is a Norwegian tourist?"

"Yeah." She laughed. "I did over-react a bit."

"I would say so." Tammy looked up at DC Franklin.

"Sorry Ben, I hit the panic button."

"Special Branch are all busy so I was sent to save you, although the call was cancelled as I pulled up outside."

"Did I drag you away from a pile of paperwork?"

"I was trying to book some annual leave but the system was running very slow. I had almost got to the 'Submit' button when the emergency call came through, now I'll have to log back in and start again!"

"Whoops, I'll have to answer to your wife for that one."

"She's due in here in about half an hour for lunch, but the holiday will be a surprise, right?"

"Understood. Has it been quiet recently?"

"Mostly, but you've been in England haven't you? That halved my workload easily."

"Thanks, I didn't think I was that bad!"

"I may have exaggerated a little. Anyway, I'm going back to my office."

"Bye Ben."

The Detective Constable walked away but stopped near the doorway. Tammy was watching him as he patted his pockets then turned and walked towards the bar, disappearing from Tammy's view. The other two hadn't noticed this and were engrossed in each-other. Tammy decided to say nothing.

"Are you ready to order?"

"Err, I'll have the Spanish omelette. Tanya, John, what are you having?"

"Oh, same as you're having - whatever that was."

"Omelette."

"Yeah, can we share some chips?"

The waiter noted this. "Did you order your drinks?"

"No, three J2O's please, orange and passion fruit."

"Certainly."

Tammy should have asked the other pair what they wanted but sensible conversation with them seemed pointless. Frances walked over.

"My apologies Miss Smart, I should have taken your drinks order but we have a problem."

"Oh?"

"Could you come with me?"

Tammy followed Frances to his office, it did not surprise her to find Ben Franklin in there, watching one of the security monitors.

"What's up, Ben?"

"There's a problem in the lounge, Thomas Young just walked in." Ben pointed at a monitor.

"Oh, I thought he was being held?"

"You're two weeks out of date, he was bailed after a couple of days."

"But he's a murderer?"

"Not in the eyes of the law, he's innocent until otherwise proven - so enquiries continue. Anyway, he has been heard looking for you but very few people knew where you'd gone and no-one was telling."

"Okay, so I'm in here but I can't hide every time he's in the hotel bar, also my friends are out there but presumably they're not targets?"

"I didn't say you were a target, just that he was looking for you."

"It sounds the same to me, Ben."

"I just wanted to appraise you, he might want to ask an innocuous question."

"But he might not, so what are we going to do? I've ordered lunch and I don't want it to go to waste."

"I've asked for a couple of officers to wander in here for a coffee, there's a pair in plain clothes on shoplifting and bag snatching patrol around the shops each day this week."

"How long are they going to be?"

Ben glanced at a security monitor, "they've just walked in."

Tammy saw PCs Andrew & Neale Fraser approach the bar, dressed in civvies for the freezing weather. Those who recognised the part time shinty-playing officers, were seen greeting them. Tammy watched as they walked from the bar a minute later and sat at a small table not too far from Tanya and John.

"I suggest you return to your friends, I'll be in here watching in case anything happens."

"Why can't I have a normal life?"

"When you started playing with the big boys you should have lost that innocence, Tammy, there is no such concept as a normal life. Off you go."

Uncertain and somewhat afraid Tammy returned to her seat.

"Where did you go?"

"Frances wanted to ask me something, John."

"Okay."

It was a couple of minutes later that the three omelettes arrived, along with the portion of chips. Tanya managed to drag herself away from John in order to start eating. Tammy was also more concerned with her lunch than what was going on nearby.

"Are you Tammy Smart?"

She was startled, Tammy lifted her head and fond herself looking straight at Thomas Young.

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

"I'm Chris Jones uncle."

"That was very sad, we miss Chris."

"You corrupted him."

"Did I? I'd love to know how?" Tanya and John were now paying attention to what was going on, Tammy tried to indicate to them not to become involved. She put her knife and fork down, deciding that she wasn't now hungry and remained seated.

"By putting him in a frock for that play!"

"That play was worth a huge percentage of our A level English qualification, something Chris couldn't have known when he was murdered." She emphasized the last word.

"He wasn't murdered!"

Tammy decided she'd heard enough. "You're disturbing my lunch and that of my friends, I suggest you leave."

"You know where his mother is."

"I thought you were leaving?"

"You know where his mother is, you're going to tell me."

"No I will not, as I have no idea what you're talking about. Please leave."

Looking past Thomas Tammy could see Ben off to one side and the Fraser brothers who were now stood a few feet away. Thomas was so focussed he hadn't seen the officers.

"Look, I've been told you know exactly what's happened to my sister, so you are either going to tell me now or come with me."

"Get lost."

Thomas made a grab for Tammy but John was ready and deflected the lunge, although that also had Tanya knocked off her seat, John's concern was then divided between the two girls. Fortunately the Fraser brothers were able to detain Thomas, if knocking him onto the floor and sitting on him counts as detention.

"Thomas Young, you are under arrest for assault and threatening behaviour. You do not..."

Thomas wriggled like mad, trying to shake PC Neale Fraser off him. His language was also beyond polite.

"You are also under arrest for resisting arrest. You do not have to say anything. But, it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence. Do you understand?"

There was a grunt from Thomas, but PC Andrew Fraser was attaching handcuffs at the same time.

Outside the hotel Tammy could see flashing blue lights. PC St James then came through the main door to supervise the man's removal, briefly exposing the police vehicle that had now pulled up. As Thomas Young was taken away Frances had the last word, "you're barred."

"Tammy, it was quiet around here for two weeks! You're back only a few days then this happens!"

"Sorry Tanya, but I hardly did anything to provoke him and I did waste a decent lunch."

Frances came over, "Sorry Miss Smart, I should have barred him coming in."

"You couldn't have known what was going to happen."

"He had been asking in here if anyone knew where you were."

"Well, now we know what he's after."

"Would you like a replacement meal?"

"No Francis, I have no appetite now."

"Then there is no charge. If you want anything, just ask."

"Thank you."

The hotel manager walked away, but now needed to explain to some concerned customers that everything had been dealt with. DC Ben Franklin pulled up a chair and joined them.

"Sorry Tammy, we had no idea he wanted to know about Chris Jones' mother."

"Ben, I'd like to know why he directed the question at me. I need answers and I have to report this apparent breach."

"That's how it looks to me too, have you just been on a course?"

"Maybe."

"It shows, well done."

"Thanks but I really don't like any of this."

"Neither do I. If you'll excuse me I need to get the CCTV of that."

"Could I have a copy?"

"Sure, Tammy."

John was concerned, but waited for Ben to reach Frances' office door before speaking.

"Firstly, you seem to know more about Chris' mum than you admitted."

"John, please don't. I can't tell you what I don't know or what I've been told not to say. Don't you remember what Dave Brown said to you? You too Tanya."

"How something we say could endanger you?"

"Yes. I'm going to have to leave you, I need to get home to make a phone call." Tammy picked up her coat and bag, heading for the door.

***

"You left John there?"

"Yes, he and Tanya didn't seem so worried but I need to file this report as I have a feeling there's a security problem somewhere."

"Okay, Pru's gone out to get something so the office is free for an hour. I like the hair, by the way."

"Thanks Dad, I'll get my laptop first."

Tammy started to write but soon kicked herself for not noting the exact time that everything kicked off. She then remembered the exchange of text messages with Sophie that helped gauge when they'd arrived at the hotel, Tammy guestimated everything from there.

"Hi Suzie, it's Tammy."

"Hi Tammy, how can I help you?"

"I need to speak to Jenny or the most senior person there?"

"That will be Jenny on both counts, I'll transfer you."

Tammy had a feeling this could take a long time so had sought a glass of chilled water before making the call.

"Hello Tammy."

"Hi Jenny, I think we have a problem.........."

Tammy finished the call by faxing her report to Jenny.

"Shall I send a copy to Heather and Sophie?"

"No, they have a few local problems at the moment. Leave it with me for now and don't discuss this with anyone, understood?"

"Yes Jenny."

She hung up then shredded the original of her report before erasing the copy on her laptop. Tammy left the office as Pru arrived, John was with her.

"Sorry John."

"That's okay Tammy, I don't think Tanya was ready to let me go then. Have you finished what you needed to do?"

"Yeah, I'm just going up to my room for an hour."

Tammy trudged up the stairs. Once in her room she put her laptop down, kicked off her shoes and flopped onto the bed. Angela walked in.

"Don't you knock?"

"Sorry Tammy but the door was wide open and I'm not the one who's had a bad day."

"Yeah, sorry sis."

Angela walked back to the door and closed it.

"Suzie won't tell me what she did in Cornwall."

"She was in Cornwall?"

"Yes, with you. Don't play games Tammy."

"So how do you know?"

"I rang her office number from the flat when we wer in London and was told she was in Cornwall, I'd hoped we could meet over the Easter weekend."

"Who did you speak to?"

"I don't know, I never took a name."

"Male or female?"

"I can't remember."

"Angela, there might be a security problem, you shouldn't have been told where Suzie was, especially over an insecure line."

"So I can't find out where my sister is?"

"Only if she tells you, that's the way it has to work now."

"That's not fair, Tammy, you've changed!"

"Maybe, but I have more responsibilities now."

"What about responsibilities to your family? Mum's not happy with you."

"Why? She hasn't said anything."

"You weren't overjoyed at their engagement."

"I am happy for them, but I'd just got back indoors on a day where one engagement was almost called off."

"Even so?"

"Oh, and the last time I was a bridesmaid I was quite ill."

"You've been a bridesmaid?"

"Yes, for Cathy and David, I told you."

Angela started crying. "I don't even know what a bridesmaid does."

"Neither did I, but I'll help you."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Part Five   "Lori"

 
Friday 17th April

"I still don't get this maths, Tammy."

"Do you want to do another past paper?"

"No, absolutely not, I'm not even sure I want to do the real thing."

"Angela, we've been through this before, you have the ability."

"But not the confidence."

"I bet you'll be fine when you walk into the hall?"

Angela shivered. "No, it scares me. I hate it."

"You must have gone through this two years ago for your O levels? How did you manage then?"

"My father threatened me, told me he would lose his job if I didn't do well."

"You believed him?"

"No, but it was the lesser of two evils to take the exams and do them as well as I could."

Tammy didn't know how to answer that so did the only thing that came to mind, she hugged a near-tearful Angela for a minute.

"Look, you can do it."

"I can't."

"You can, Angela, you can."

"That's easy for you to say, you don't know what it's like."

"You're wrong, I've had self-doubts galore, I 've been scared, I didn't trust a whole bunch of people and I didn't have a mother to comfort me, I still don't. You have a loving mother available twenty four hours a day. You have a loving family who will help you in every way. You have friends, good friends, who will offer a kind word or a hug when it's necessary. I know things don't always go as you'd wish but that's how life works."

"Hmmmm."

"Exams are a necessary evil, and they don't go away just because we want them to. If you don't put the effort in this time, do you know what will happen?"

"No."

"You'll kick yourself, be angry with yourself, and have to go through the whole process again in the autumn when you resit them. It's ten times worst."

"How would you know?"

"Not everyone in the upper sixth passed all their O levels first time around. I'm not naming names but a few were very scared, petrified of failing a second time. I did what I could to help them, so did John."

"I never knew that."

"You weren't in the school evenings or weekends, that's why you didn't know."

"Did they pass?"

"Yes, by believing in themselves."

"I'll try that."

"Good, I mean well done."

"Am I a mess?"

"Only because your mascara has run. You're fine otherwise, Angela, you're just fine."

"Can we do some revision together?"

"If you give your face a clean, I'll get us a jug of iced water."

"Okay."

The pair worked on their maths revision together, tackling another past paper until midday. They'd just started dissecting the answers when there was a knock on Tammy's door.

"Excuse me Tammy, but there's a call for you in the office."

"Thanks, Pru. Angela, why don't we continue after lunch?"

Tammy walked downstairs, locking herself in the office.

"Hello?"

"Hi Tammy, it's Dave Brown."

"Hi Dave, what can I do for you?"

"Jenny has passed me your report and I've now obtained DC Franklin's report from Monday's incident, as well as the police statements. When you mentioned your conversation with Angela Small I was rather concerned."

"So was I, either someone is being very sloppy or we have a serious security problem?"

"I'm afraid it may be the latter as other operations have come very close to failure for no good reason."

"Okay, what can I do?"

"For now, nothing overt. Please listen out for anything that sounds unusual that might impinge on our operations, log anything that seems relevant - regardless how tenuous it might be."

"Okay, how much does DC Franklin know?"

"We've passed a general message back to Caithness Police asking them to be vigilant but nothing personal to DC Franklin."

"I take it I can't disclose my concerns directly to him?"

"Actually, you could chat to him, he might have information that he wouldn't submit through normal channels, but be careful."

"I will. Do I call you or Jenny?"

"Call me, I'm at Abigail Adams House for a few days. Heather is also due here so don't call her or Sophie directly."

"Okay, you know I'm heading into exam season, don't you?"

"Yes, and you have a play to perform before then."

"I do."

"I have tickets so I might see you in a couple of weeks."

"Okay Dave, bye for now?"

"Yes, bye Tammy."

Tammy was now very concerned, Thomas Young's claim that Tammy knew Danielle Jones' location was worrisome. Tammy had worked out that Chris Jones' mother had boarded a helicopter heading South after Chris' death and had mentioned this to Ben Franklin but not to anyone else. Had he reported it and had that report ended up in Jenny's team? There were too many vagaries to make sense out of it.

Tammy's name had, however, been raised several times before Chris's attack and immediately after.

There was a knock on the office door, Tammy unlocked it.

"Yes, Mum?"

"We've been invited to dinner with Elsie tonight, along with the Smiths and the Hibberts."

"Oh."

"I suggest you have some lunch, the three of us then have an appointment with Sandy. Do you have a suitable dress?"

"Probably not, do we co-ordinate?"

"Yes, let's."

***

"Did you see Elsie's face when we walked in?"

"Yes Tammy, it was a joy to surprise her."

"What are you wearing for the party, Mum?"

"We might be in the marquee so something a little warmer than that dress!"

"I bought a few when I was in Glasgow, oh!"

"What is it?"

"I have Tanya's dress."

"Didn't she say anything tonight?"

"No, but she was hardly capable of rational thought, was she?!"

"That's cruel, but accurate."

"I'm going to bed, it's going to be a long day tomorrow."

"Goodnight, Tammy."

"Night, Mum.

Tammy thought about sending Tanya a message, but tomorrow would be soon enough.

 
Saturday 18th April

"What's so important, Tammy, that you have to drag me away from my beloved?"

"You asked me to get you a dress when I was in Glasgow a week ago."

"I did?"

"Yes, you did. I've brought three down and put them in Sarah's store room for you to choose one."

"Mum and I went frock shopping in the week."

"When? You were with John every day."

"Wednesday afternoon."

"Well you didn't say anything at rehearsal on Wednesday night?"

"No, I was occupied."

Tammy laughed. "The rehearsal was rather intense, Iain only shouted at you a few times."

"That's cruel, it was only once."

"For not paying attention."

"I needed to ask John something."

"So urgent it had to be in the middle of the play?"

"Yes."

"Anyway, I'll take the frocks back with me after the rehearsal. Want a ride round there?"

"No, it's a nice day so we'll walk."

"Okay, I'll see you there."

Lori was waiting by Tammy's car. "Can I have a lift?"

"Sure, we didn't get to talk after the dress rehearsal, how are you doing?"

"I don't think I can back to school, not as I planned."

"By that, I guess you don't want to go back as Tony?"

"Yes, but that frightens me."

"Lori, I did it and Angela did it, sure there were obstacles but so far as the school is concerned they have been moved out of the way. You're seeing Jill, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Are you due to see her soon?"

"On Wednesday morning."

"Okay, we've been told to attend on Monday and Tuesday. Let's see what we can do before Monday?"

"Before Monday?"

"Yep, we've got five minutes to sort it out for Lori to go to school on Monday."

"Really?"

Tammy took her phone out, looking for the doctor's personal number, she put it on speaker as soon as it was answered.

"Hello Tammy."

"Hi Jill, I have Lori with me."

"I can't discuss other clients with you, Tammy."

"I know that, Lori wants to go to school as Lori on Monday morning, can you call her after rehearsal please."

"Can Lori hear this?"

"Yes I can, Jill."

"Right, I'll draft something for you and we'll speak later."

"Thanks, Jill."

"Bye."

Tammy put her phone back in her bag.

"What's Jill going to do, Tammy?"

"My guess is she'll write a letter to the Head stating that it is in your best interests that you not switch back to being Tony just to do your exams. She'll say that your mental health and therefore your exam performance would suffer if you did not attend as Lori."

"She'll do that?"

"Yes, didn't she offer to do something like this?"

"Not exactly, she sounded surprised when I said I would be Tony for two months when I was in school."

"Switching every day? No way, you'd go fruit within a few days."

"So how do I collect the letter for Monday?"

"Welcome to the twenty-first century, Lori. She'll email it to the Head and at least one Governor."

"Which one?"

"Her father, Harry Davison, plus probably my father and Elsie McPherson."

"Oh, how long will that take?"

"It's ten to ten now, I'd assume she'll have it done by two. Oh, shit, we're late!"

Tammy tried not to drive dangerously but did frighten Lori by cornering rather quickly.

"Don't worry, I had some very good driving instruction recently."

"I'd like to see how you would cope on a skid pad like they use on Top Gear sometimes."

"I did one a couple of times, on an RAF base. It was part of my driving lessons."

"Not the sort of driving lessons I've seen advertised!"

They went through the stage door, the director was not happy.

"Where have you two been?"

"We had to sort a medical problem out, Iain."

"Couldn't it wait?"

"It couldn't, so apologies but we need to get into the dressing room."

Tammy was certain he heard "bloody women" as Iain walked back to the stage. "Come on Lori!"

Despite Iain's obvious disdain for the late start the rehearsal went well. Sandy Franklin came into the girls' dressing room when they were done.

"Tammy, you shouldn't wind up Iain like that, he's under alot of stress right now."

"We needed to do something and it meant calling Jill."

"Jill Davison?"

"Yes."

"A professional call?"

"Yes."

"I see, is the matter dealt with?"

"It is so far as I'm concerned and shouldn't cause any more problems."

"Good, are you coming to see the Norsk art today? The exhibition closes at five and it's the last day."

"I'll try. I thought about seeing it on Monday when I found out about the exhibition but events overtook me."

"My husband said he'd seen you."

"Yes, we caught up with a few things."

Sandy went to speak to Tanya so Tammy could finish doing her day make-up.

"Thanks Tammy, thanks for covering for me."

"It's okay Lori, you don't need tons of attention right now."

"There's times when I just want to hide, but I really wanted to be on the stage here."

"That was very similar to my own experience, being asked to play Anita in West Side Story."

Tanya walked over. "Tammy, if you're done gassing, could you run us back?"

"Sure."

"And can I have a look at those dresses?"

"Of course."

***

Tammy left Tanya and John looking at the dresses while Tammy herself went into the art exhibition. Yusuf had been at the rehearsal but was now in the library entrance selling programmes.

"You must have been quick?"

"No Tammy, you took ages! Programme?"

"Yes please, how much?"

"Two pounds, the profits go towards a children's arts foundation."

"I'll take two programmes, keep the change." She handed over a fiver.

Tammy was actually impressed with the art as it exceeded the standard low quality of a municipal exhibition.

"Interesting, isn't it Miss Smart?"

"Yes, Sir, Headmaster. I'm impressed."

"I had a phone call a short while ago from Harry Davison."

"About Lori Jenkins, perhaps?"

"Yes, I guessed you may have been involved somewhere."

"Helping a fellow sixth former, Sir."

"The number of fellows in the sixth form is dropping rapidly, Miss Smart."

"Replaced by three lassies?"

"Exactly. Could you please be at school for breakfast on Monday?"

"Certainly, Sir."

"Good day, Miss Smart, and we'll see you this evening." Tammy could see Mrs McIntosh waving from near the entrance as Dr McIntosh walked away.

Tammy was finished in the exhibition a few minutes later so walked over to Sarah's shop, Tanya and John were just about to leave.

"This one's better than the one mum chose for me."

"I thought you said you went shopping?"

"We had something better to do!"

"Okay, it will need pressing and don't ask your mum to do that." Tammy also glared at John, who she knew could operate an iron.

"Iron my own dress?"

"Yes, especially if you are going to be moving out."

"I don't have the job yet."

"And John has nowhere to live from the end of June."

"What about the flat?" She pointed upwards.

"Offices, I've just signed the contract."

"Oh, that was my plan B."

"Sorry, too late." Tammy didn't add that it would have been a bad idea. "I'd best see if Sarah needs a hand."

"Angela's in the storeroom." Apart from the trio by the door, Tammy could see there was just Sarah and one customer in the shop, so it wasn't busy in any sense.

"Oh, Tammy, Mum asked if you want your hair done?"

"I need a shower after that rehearsal so there's no point."

"Okay, we'll see you later." As they left, John was carrying one of Sarah's large carrier bags, more money spent on his fiancée. Tammy knew John would simply wear the same suit he'd worn the previous evening with a different tie and, obviously, a clean shirt.

Now, what was she going to wear?

Part Six   "Economical with the truth"

 
Saturday 18th April (Continued)

Tammy only had a couple of hours before they were expected at Elsie McPherson's home for the engagement party. That meant not having any time to help Sarah and not allowing Angela to delay her; her sister was in Sarah's storeroom.

"I'm leaving now, otherwise you'll have to make your own way home."

"I'm busy, mum will collect me later."

"Mum's got to get herself, and dad probably, ready. She does not have the time to be a taxi service. If you want a lift, I'm going to my car now."

Angela was not happy but was too proud to admit that Tammy was right. They pulled into the driveway without exchanging any words during the journey.

"Can you open the gate for me, please?"

"Do it yourself!" Angela was out of the car and in through the front door, leaving Tammy to take her Mini through the gate into the paddock behind the house, closing the gate behind her.

"What did you say to Angela?"

"Only that we needed to get back here, she seemed to want to stay in town. I don't know what I'm supposed to have interrupted."

"She reckons you were rude in front of Sarah."

"Mum, Sarah wasn't anywhere near. I really don't know what's up with her but I need to shower as we're expected at five?"

"I'll talk to your sister but right now I don't know if she'll be at the party."

Tammy shrugged and continued into her room. The first job should have been a spot of lunch but her appetite was temporarily absent. A couple of minutes later a warm shower washed away the day. There was a message waiting on her phone when she returned to her room.

"What's up with Angela? She just told me she won't be there?"
 
"No idea, Tanya, she didn't want to come back with me."
 
"What are you wearing?"
 
"Nothing at the moment, just out of the shower."
 
"Not that!"
 
"Oh, haven't decided."
 
"Don't clash with me!"
 
"No chance, is John in that suit again?"
 
"He won't say."
 
"Okay, I'll see what my dad's doing."
 
"Put something on first."
 
"lol"

Tammy put the phone down, deciding it might need some charge if she was going to use the camera later. She started going through the racks, trying to decide on the appropriate frock. Whatever one she wore, it had to satisfy her parents, Tanya and Elsie. The hardest critic of these was Elsie McPherson.

Tammy kept looking at the dresses she'd bought a week earlier in Glasgow but decided they were not right for the event. The ideal solution here was a dress that Elsie would approve of, leaving no issues with anyone else.

Hiding in a dry-cleaning bag was a knee length white dress Tammy had worn at school on the last day of term before the Easter break, when she wasn't dressed as Lady Macbeth. The tartan sash that went with the dress was hanging with it, now where was an appropriate broche?

Now Tammy had decided on the dress she worked out her lingerie, decided she could add a bolero jacket to cover her shoulders.

There was a knock on the door. Tammy checked she was decent, wrapping a dressing gown around herself before admitting the caller.

"Miss Smart, I made you a sandwich."

"Thank you Leanne."

"Do you need anything pressed?"

"I don't think so, did you send this dress for cleaning?"

"Yes Miss."

"I don't suppose you know what everyone else is wearing, do you?"

"Mr Smart is wearing a kilt, I've also been told that Mr Hibbert is in a kilt."

"Which Mr Hibbert, junior or senior?"

"I'm sorry Miss, I don't know."

"Okay, Leanne, I suppose this dress will do."

"I don't think I could offer an opinion, Miss."

"Why ever not? Is this a good idea?"

"Anna tells me that Andrea and Alison have both chosen white."

"I never knew the twins were here."

"They arrived this lunchtime, Miss."

"Oh well, I need to choose something else."

"You have a peach dress Miss, have you considered it?"

Tammy hadn't spotted this dress in her haste, although in fairness it was in a garment bag.

"I don't remember this one, I certainly didn't buy it for myself."

"Oh, I think Mrs Small bought this for you when she was in London. Sorry, Miss."

"Leanne, don't be sorry. I believe I have a white shawl to wear with it."

"You do, Miss, shall I get it?"

"No need, but thank you for what you've done."

"Just doing my job, Miss."

"And doing it very well."

"Will there be anything else?"

"No, thank you. The maid left Tammy's room, so she sat to eat the sandwich that had been brought to her. Tammy's hair had unfortunately dried before she could style it so she had to dampen it and reach for the chemicals. She didn't hear her door open.

"Tammy?"

Tammy was startled. "Don't do that!"

"Sorry, but I was knocking and I didn't get an answer."

"That's because, sis, I was in here and the door closes by itself."

"Well, I'm sorry."

"Okay, Angela, but I don't know what it was all about?"

"Yusuf asked me out."

"That's nice, when?"

"Tonight."

"Oh, that's bad timing."

"Yeah, and he said after the theatre that if I wasn't free today, I should forget another time."

"That sounds like you were being setup to be stood up. He must know about the engagement party, so what's his problem?"

"I felt awful, choosing."

"Then you should have said something, but, and this is a big but, I really don't think he was being genuine."

"Why would he do that?"

"There's a load of possible reasons, we'll ask him on Wednesday evening. Did you give him your mobile number?"

"No."

"Angela, you need to wise up, take more care of yourself. It's a big bad world out there."

"Am I going to be left on the shelf?"

"You're eighteen with a whole lifetime ahead. You'll find a boy, or girl, in good time."

"That's easy to say."

"I know it's easy to say, but relationships are not available by mail order, regardless of the advertising. You might meet someone tonight."

"I won't know anyone there."

"You'll know almost everyone. The twins are in town."

"They're okay."

"Don't be sour, Angela. What are you wearing?"

"I don't know."

"Have you looked in your wardrobes?"

"No."

"Look, can I do my hair first? You haven't showered have you?"

"No."

"Then get your rear into the shower. I'll come along in about ten or fifteen."

"Thanks."

Tammy finally put her hair into a workable style then started on her make-up, whilst still in her gown. She padded along the corridor to Angela's room, knocking gently. She could hear sobbing so pushed the door open.

Angela had made it through the shower but that was as far as she'd gone.

"We have an hour Angela, please don't use all of it."

"I can't go."

"Why not?"

"I just can't."

"Okay, you can't. I'll be in my room doing my nails if you change your mind."

Tammy turned and almost reached the door.

"Wait."

Tammy turned but said nothing.

"He sent me a message."

"I thought you didn't give him your number?"

"He sent a friend request then started messaging me." She started sobbing again, handing Tammy her phone.

"Did you speak to him?"

"No, I was going to the library when you insisted I came back here."

Tammy read some of the messages. "This looks awful Angela, but it's not Yusuf."

"He asked if I enjoyed the theatre this morning."

"You've been going there for two months, quite a few at school would know your movements by now."

""How sure are you that it's not Yusuf?"

"He doesn't have Facebook on his phone, his phone makes phone calls, that's about all it does."

"So I've been had?"

"Yes."

"I feel stupid."

"Don't, but you do need to get ready. Oh, who did you see in town this morning?"

"Not many, what are you thinking?"

"Just an idea. Now, turn off your phone and forget all of this. You need to do your hair and choose a frock."

"Thanks, sis."

"That's alright, do you want me to look for a dress for you?"

"No, I can do it myself."

Tammy finally started doing her nails and had recently treated herself to a ultraviolet nail drier; she was drying the base coat when Joan came into Tammy's room.

"What's going on?"

"We're getting ready, Angela included with any luck."

"Yes, I just came from there but now she won't tell me what the problem was."

"We've not long worked it out, she'll be a bit embarrassed right now and I don't want to ruin the evening."

"So the two of you have sorted out your differences?"

"It wasn't like that, how much time do we have?"

"Just over half an hour, and don't change the subject."

"I didn't, there's nothing to worry about now."

"If you say so?"

"I do. Thanks for the dress, by the way."

"I didn't buy it."

"Neither did I, Leanne said you'd bought it in London."

"We hardly brought anything back that we didn't take there. I left a change of clothes in the apartment."

"So who bought me the dress?"

"It looks lovely, worry about it later."

"But ....."

"Later, I'll check on your sister."

***

The party started as a reception in the lounge and the conservatory. Tammy's initial thoughts as the meet-and-greet were that Sandy Smith looked a little out of place, where as Daniel Hibbert was definitely in his element.

"Hello Richard, thank you for coming."

"Considering, Daniel, that my daughter put the happy couple together I don't think you'd have kept us away."

"So this is the lovely Tamara?"

"Tammy, Mr Hibbert."

"If you'll be formal, then so shall I, Miss Smart."

"Touché, Mr Hibbert."

"I would introduce my dear wife, Elaine, but she's busy with the Headmaster. I keep telling her it's too late to buy that boy his exam results."

Daniel laughed, Tammy had thought for a desperate moment that he was being serious, she made her escape before another awful joke was made at her school friend's expense.

Joan had made a beeline for Sandy, whilst Angela was with Josie and Debbie. Tammy took an aperitif off a tray before realising that the waitress was Leanne. Now was not the time to ask questions. Tammy was heading across to where she could see the twins when she was intercepted by the Head's wife, Anne McIntosh.

"Now, Tammy, this is Elaine Hibbert."

"We met last night, Mrs McIntosh, Elsie invited us to dinner here."

Elaine Hibbert, however, seemed confused "I'm not sure if we've met?"

"I was John's room-mate for several years."

"He roomed with a girl? How could that happen?"

Tammy didn't know what to say, fortunately Dr McIntosh realised what was going on and called John across.

"Mum, this is Tammy, who I mentioned. She put me and Tanya together."

"The match-maker?"

"That's right, she's very closely related to Tom who was my room-mate."

"I thought she said she'd been your room-mate?"

"You must have mis-heard, Mum. Can I borrow Tammy for a minute?"

John pulled her away. "John, why lie to her?"

"She has terrible memory problems at the moment, her short-term memory is awful and she mixes up older memories. What you said to her last night has already been lost. Dad and I have given her a version of your connection to me that's almost true."

"Almost?"

"Your Dad's a diplomat, isn't he?"

"He tries."

"I would have thought that implied telling the truth?"

"No Tammy, it implies telling people the truth they expect or want to hear."

"Lying?"

"No, just a little economical with the truth sometimes."

"So what happens when someone contradicts the official story?"

"Most of the people here didn't know Tom, and that rules out virtually all the women and all of the younger ladies. Tanya didn't ever meet Tom, did she?"

"No."

"There you go, it's manageable."

"I'll have to let mum, Mrs Small, know."

"Mrs McIntosh has her now, and is pointing in your direction."

"Oh well."

"Calm down."

"I am. Anyway, I thought you'd be in a kilt, not that awful suit?"

"Awful?"

"It doesn't suit you, if you forgive the pun."

"That pun never gets forgiven."

A moment later Tanya had stolen John away and Tammy was on her own. When she looked to where the twins had been stood, they had moved.

For the first hour Tammy shuffled around the rooms until Thomas announced dinner. For that they walked out to the marquee on the lawn. Tammy wasn't sure about this, given that it was still April in the Highlands and a week earlier there had been snow on the ground.

She needn't have worried, the marquee was warm and inviting, dressed as a dining hall. She now tried to gauge how many guests there were, but lost count around forty. It seemed Elsie had been involved with the seating plan as Tammy was sat next to Sandy Franklin and a young man she didn't recognise.

"Hello?"

"Hi, I'm James Hibbert."

"John doesn't have a brother."

"I'm a cousin and I got an invite, neat!"

"How old are you?"

"Fifteen."

"Then you won't be needed any alcohol." Tammy looked up and caught Thomas' eye.

"I'll just ask the waitresses."

"Good luck with that, two of them work for me."

"How did I end up next to you? Who got the seating wrong?"

"You have the mistress of the house, the head of the Clan McPherson, to thank for that."

By now there were no empty seats so James was stuck. Tammy's attention turned to Sandy on her left, as the starter was being served.

"Angela had a problem with Yusuf today."

"What's the boy done?"

"Nothing, but someone is impersonating him on Facebook and running rings around poor Angela."

"I'll warn him."

"What I want to do is to set a trap."

"Be careful, I'm sure my husband would warn you about such things."

"He would, but this is something simple, just to expose the miscreant if we can."

"Okay, but promise me you won't take any risks."

"I promise."

Part Seven   "Expect lots of questions, Miss Smart"

 
Sunday 19th April

"What time did we get in last night, Mum?"

"It was gone one this morning."

"My feet ache."

"You shouldn't have danced all night then, those heels were a bit high as well."

"I wasn't to know the marquee would be transformed into a nightclub when we finished eating!"

"You seemed to know the DJs."

"The Fraser brothers, they're also part time police officers."

"Oh, I thought I'd seen them around. What was up with that lad at the table?"

"The one who was sat next to me? That was John's cousin. He's fifteen and was trying to get alcohol but I made certain Thomas knew he wasn't to have any."

"Shouldn't you have run that past his uncle or Elsie?"

"We were already at the table, I'm sure there wouldn't be a problem."

"You didn't see what happened?"

"No, I lost sight of him after the meal."

"He was stealing drinks from the guests when they put their glasses down. He tried it to Elsie and swore at her when she caught him in the act."

"Oh dear, what did she do?"

"She put him in the scullery with Jonathon the gamekeeper. The boy was in there for three hours apparently before his uncle collected him, although he had to be hosed down."

"Serves him right."

"Have you bagged up your dress so Leanne can take it to the cleaners tomorrow?"

"Yes, but I really want to know who bought it."

"Your father did, apparently he bought it for me while we were all away but the wrong size was delivered, I never saw the dress before last night as he told Leanne to put it in your wardrobe instead of sending it back, she must have misunderstood."

"I had a horrible feeling she was responsible for it."

"It's a good job you didn't accuse her then."

"Yes, I suppose so."

"Okay, get downstairs for breakfast, Julie's doing a full cooked brekkie today and you've got fifteen minutes at the most."

"I didn't think she worked on a Sunday?"

"Not normally, but she wants an extra day off in the week for something."

"Fine."

Tammy dashed into the shower and threw on jeans and a simple top before walking down to the kitchen, finding that she was last in. Given that a full English or Scottish breakfast is heavy on the plate, not much chatter was heard, just the noises of utensils on plates or mastication.

With the plates cleared away, and the parental units relocated to the lounge, Tammy was able to speak to Angela.

"Can I have your phone?"

Of course, it was in Angela's room so they walked up together.

"What's the latest message?"

"Can we meet today?"

It was timed twenty minutes earlier.

"Good, this is what we're going to do ....."

***

It took some organising but Tammy persuaded John and Tanya to join in with their investigation, she also checked which of the sixth formers was at the school and available, knowing that a few would be returning today ready for school tomorrow.

"Right, we'll go down there for midday, that will give everyone to get into position."

"Tammy, is this going to work?"

"I have no guarantees, he might not even show himself, but you can just block him so he can't contact you again. There's not enough evidence for harassment yet, I suspect. Whoever is doing this must be getting at you for a reason."

"I hate to think what that might be."

"Never mind, we have an invite for coffee with Elsie at half past ten so I suggest we do something productive?"

"How about a swim?"

"I'll call Elsie."

John and Tanya, who had stayed at Elsie's overnight, had a similar idea but Tanya didn't have a swimsuit. The twins it seems were also planning on a dip. Tammy drove round to the house with a spare swimsuit shortly after nine. As ever, Thomas opened the door before they reached it.

"Good morning, Miss Smart, Miss Small. Mr Hibbert and Miss Smith are in the rose room."

"Thank you, Thomas." Tammy knew the room well, she'd lived in there from November last year until Dunbankin was bought earlier this year. The door was open.

"Hi guys! I hope you didn't keep everyone awake last night?"

John and Angela blushed. "Now, now, Tammy, I was a good girl." John blushed redder, Tammy and Tanya laughed, but Angela was still embarrassed.

"Tammy, you can't go saying those things!"

"Come on, Angela, it's perfectly natural and I presume Miss Smith here is on the pill?" Tanya nodded. "I just would say anything in front of parents, they're too old to understand."

Elsie coughed from behind, now it was Tammy's turn to glow.

"Thank you, young lady, my dear chambermaid was quite upset by what she could hear from in here."

"Oh, um, sorry."

"Ha! She's actually checking the pool at the moment. Don't make generalisations and beware that some old people know exactly how to wind you up, years of experience count."

"Yes, Elsie."

"Now I understand you're trying to unmask someone who is impersonating that nice man from the library?"

"Yes, did Sandy speak to you?"

"She did, and I also talked to our DJs, I understand they're on duty today."

"That could be useful, thanks."

Alison and Andrea now arrived in the room, dressed for the pool. "Coming?"

It took a few minutes for each of them to change, using the bathroom for modesty. Tammy noticed a pregnancy testing kit but decided to say nothing for now. Finally, they were all ready.

With six of them, a game of water polo was inevitable, a ringing telephone interrupted the fun. Tammy answered it.

"It's half past ten, could you all be dry by eleven?"

"Probably, Elsie."

"Not probably, yes or no?"

"Yes."

"Good, we'll take tea in the conservatory."

Tammy passed on the news to everyone.

"Sorry, but this is an Elsie edict, challenge it if you dare!"

They reluctantly climbed out, Tammy showered there and had brought her clothes down to the pool, Angela had done the same. Once the twins and the newly engaged couple had gone upstairs to change, Tammy stripped off her swimsuit and stepped back under the shower to wash the chlorine off.

"What are you waiting for Angela?"

"But I'll be naked?"

"So, get under that shower and lose the swimsuit. There's fresh towels in that locker, use my shampoo."

Tammy dried herself off and dressed, turning her back on Angela out of modesty even though there was no reason why the two sisters, couldn't see each-other. Of course, they were both pre-op so that might have influenced Angela.

Tammy and Angela were the first to arrive in the conservatory, closely followed by the twins.

"Where's John and Tanya?"

"Sorry Elsie, but we're not going to guess what the pair might be doing in that shower."

"Tammy, you should be ashamed!"

"Sorry Elsie."

"Now, Anna reported that someone put a pregnancy testing kit in their bathroom before they arrived, who's responsible?"

Alison spoke up. "It was me, just a joke."

"Tanya's mum found it yesterday and was quite concerned, apparently Sandy Smith doesn't want grandchildren yet."

"Oh."

Thomas arrived in the conservatory with a tray of drinks, and a few biscuits. Tammy poured herself a coffee from a cafetière, whilst the others drank tea. Eventually John and Tanya arrived, looked flushed; Elsie just shook her head and no mention of carnal instinct was made.

Angela's phone beeped.

"Meet me by the theatre at twelve thirty, come alone."

"That's worrying. Anyone would be easily able to check the area around the theatre so we'll have to be careful."

Elsie was quite concerned. "This has the hallmarks of something dangerous. You should tell the police."

"If there's a police car there then he won't show and we won't know who we're dealing with."

"You're playing with fire, Tammy."

"We can do this, whoever this is, may well know me, Tanya and John but won't know Alison and Andrea. They can get close to the theatre without causing alarm."

"Okay, but what about evidence?"

Tammy pointed at her broche. "This is a camera and microphone, my bodyguard gave it to me over Christmas and it helped put one or two in prison." Everyone present knew about the attempted abductions, including one that had happened outside this very house on Christmas Eve. Tammy undid the clasp and fixed it to Angela's top.

They finalised their plan then Tammy made a couple of phone calls. Elsie insisted on her gamekeeper driving down so the twins rode with him, while Tammy took the others.

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By arrangement the twins would remain in the town, on Traill St, until Angela was heading to the theatre. Tammy, meanwhile, parked by Miller's Copy Shop after crossing the Thurso River. They were early, but assumed the fake Yusuf would also be there early, scouting the area for any surveillance. By arrangement, Tom the printer had arrived.

"Let me get this right, you think there's a risk to one of you?"

"Yes, Angela. She's getting messages from a fake account. What I'd like to do is to wait here and check for any cars going down to the theatre."

"That won't help you, there's a new exit off the A9 onto this road plus a housing estate behind the theatre, too much traffic from multiple directions so you'll need a better plan!"

Tammy brought up a map on her phone, looking at the roads, she figured putting herself at the junction with Mill Road.

"There's no way we could cover it!"

Angela's phone pinged again.

"Change of plan, meet me in the Castletown Hotel."

"What do I do now?"

"Don't worry Angela, this helps us."

Tammy called the Alison and let her know the change of plans. They would go straight to the hotel to scout it out. Tom, added to the plan.

"I'll drop Angela round to the hotel so you're not seen."

"Thanks Tom."

That left Tammy, Tanya and John outside the print shop.

"What now?"

"I'll park round the back of your mum's salon, I never leave the car there so it should be unexpected. We can get to the hotel from there without walking past the front."

Sandy Franklin pulled up by Tammy's car.

"I thought I told you to be careful, Tammy."

"We are."

"I saw nothing down there, I was in the theatre lobby."

"How did you know it was the theatre?"

"Elsie phoned me."

"Oh. Anyway, he's shifted the meeting point to the Castletown, which helps us."

"How?"

"Alison and Andrea should be there any minute, ahead of Angela."

"I'll call Ben."

"Then I'll get told off for not calling the police station."

"He's off duty, and if I get this right all you had were messages, no threats?"

"True. Okay, the more the merrier. We're going now, using the back roads."

"I'll follow."

Tammy and Sandy pulled up by Tanya's mother's hair salon but stayed in the car, Sandy walked around to speak to them.

"I'll go into the hotel, I suggest you get close but stay out of sight. My husband should be in the area soon."

"Okay."

Tammy received a message from the twins confirming they were in location by the main entrance and could see Angela who was near the bar with a coffee. It was now twelve thirty-five and nothing had happened. Five minutes later, with everyone getting twitchy, Tammy received an update.

"Several groups, families and couples arrived. Two men came in, middle-aged. They arrived together but have sat separately, after checking the bar out carefully."

Tammy guessed that Sandy and Ben wouldn't know the twins well enough, even though they'd been at the engagement party, so there wouldn't be much interaction between them.

"Angela's just had a message and is checking her phone, one of the men is also on his phone. he looks familiar but can't place him."

Then.

"Angela's leaving, one of the men has already gone. Last night's DJs are following?"

Tammy smiled, she'd didn't have the Fraser brothers' mobile numbers but had called Frances at the hotel and asked, if the lads were on a late duty, could they be around?

"Two others, a man and a woman from the party are leaving in a hurry, a car's pulled up."

Tammy and the other two ran from the car towards the hotel, finding two men on the ground and a shaken Angela being hugged by Andrea. Tammy and John recognised one of the men as their former English teacher, Mr Wright, but who was the other one? Ben was on the phone calling for backup whilst the pair of shinty players made certain the men went nowhere.

Of course a crowd started to gather but the off duty brothers were recognised by most so it was quite apparent that there was a police matter, this was confirmed by the sound of an approaching siren.

"Why, why, why?" Moaned Angela. Tammy phoned her father but wasn't surprised to see him walking towards her.

"I came down and sat around the back, I guessed it wouldn't go well."

"I'm sorry, I thought I could handle this?"

"You're eighteen, not a fully trained and experienced officer. What did you expect?"

Tammy started to cry. DC Ben Franklin walked over. "I want a full explanation from you."

"Yes, Ben. What do you know? One of them was our English tutor, he resigned because of me."

"The other was his brother, they were heard saying this was payback."

"So it was all about me?"

"It would seem so, but we'll investigate and not jump to conclusions. Expect lots of questions, Miss Smart."

"Angela's wearing a camera."

"I thought I recognised the broche. That'll be useful."

Part Eight   "There may be trouble ahead"

 
Monday 20th April

"I hope you all have your exam timetables and won't turn up late or even on the wrong day?"

The sixth formers were unsure whether to nod or shake their heads to the opposing questions from Deputy Head Mike Thompson so just, for the most part, grunted.

"Now, where is Miss Small?"

John looked at Tammy before answering.

"Sorry Sir, but she's off today for personal reasons."

"I wasn't informed, can Miss Smart enlighten us?"

"It's in the hands of the police, Sir, there was an attempted abduction yesterday."

"I hope you're not exaggerating?"

"I think I should see the Head?"

"I'll pass that on. Now, where was I?"

No-one answered as this was clearly just breathing space whilst the senior master recovered his posture and notes.

"All day pupils will be expected in school on the Monday and Friday mornings of each week, plus exam days. Please ensure you catch the bus or have private transport organised. Two extra bus journeys will operate to the station via the town just before and just after lunch. If you have an afternoon exam, get the first not the second!"

Those affected nodded, including Lori Jenkins.

"For all of you, please be in the common room or library on Monday and Friday mornings dressed appropriately. You will also be suitably smart any time you have an exam. Boarders will not be wandering around the school in jeans or babygrows just because they don't have an exam! If I might remind you, the dress code applies for breakfast, lunch and dinner!"

There were a few sullen faces.

"Please also remember that you cannot take mobile phones or any other electronic devices into the exam room unless it's a calculator approved for that exam. If you're not a boarder, and have to bring them to school, leave said devices with the secretary when you arrive. There is a list of approved equipment on the desk behind me, take a copy with you."

"Now, finally, as I'm sure you'll have noticed, Lori Jenkins is with us in place of Tony Jenkins. That is all."

The upper sixth left the classroom they'd used for this meeting and shuffled up to their common room. Surprisingly there was less chatter about Lori than the missing Angela.

"Sorry I couldn't help yesterday, Tammy, but I had a pool competition. I didn't realise it was serious?"

"We coped, James, but I made mistakes."

That silenced the room, James Hunter felt obliged to ask the next question.

"How? It sounds like you prevented a kidnapping?"

"I put Angela in that position, it's my fault she was there at all."

"But the police got the guy?"

"Yes....look, I spent several hours with the police after it happened. John was present throughout as well as his fiancée."

The room fell silent for a few seconds.

"Hey, where was our party invite?"

That came from the corner by the kettle and the biscuit tin.

"My father and Mrs McPherson handled the invites, all upper sixth were invited but there was a cut off date for the RSVPs in March."

"I forgot to send it."

"So? Remember, I didn't arrange the party, my father did. How about this, we'll have a post exam party that Tammy and I will arrange? No parents?"

That met with general agreement.

"Tammy, what went wrong yesterday?"

"James, I overstepped my mark. I didn't break any laws but I did manage to put a good friend at risk. She'll take a few days to recover from it."

"Where is Angela?"

"Somewhere safe."

Tammy wouldn't answer any further questions on the subject. She made herself a coffee, grabbing a couple of hob-nob biscuits before the eighteen year old Oompa-Loompa in that corner devoured the stock.

It was ten thirty before Tammy received the call to go to the Head's study. It wasn't a surprise to find her father already there.

"Come in Miss Smart and close the door."

The Head was sat on one of the softer seats, rather than behind his desk, so Tammy relaxed a little as she smoothed her skirt out, sitting next to Richard Smart.

"Now, Tammy, your father has explained yesterday's activities from his perspective but I'd like to hear your version. Let's start at the beginning."

Tammy remained outwardly calm but was clearly hiding distress as she recounted the tale. She'd spent over an hour going through it with a young CID officer who was not familiar with the Smart household, pondering out loud whether that was deliberate.

"That may have been a little presumptuous of you, assuming that you know every police officer in The Highlands?"

"Yes, Sir, now that you put it like that!"

"Can I have your assurance that you will bring any similar issue to the attention of your parents or myself, especially if it concerns another pupil at this school?"

"Yes, Sir, I will."

"You may go."

Tammy didn't need to be told twice so swiftly left the study, walking straight into the near melée of morning break. Any pupil coming out of the Head's room was immediately scanned for signs of why they'd been in there. Then the whispers started.

"Quiet!"

The crowd stopped then parted as Tammy crossed into the stairwell that led back to the common room. Behind her the confused mass restarted their criss-crossed journeys.

Back in the common room, numbers had reduced but Lori was being questioned, gently, just in Tammy's earshot. As Lori was now the third sixth form boy to transition, the story was not headline news in the common room. Elsewhere in the school, however, Lori was getting confused looks.

"One comment I heard was that a percentage of sixth formers would now be girls, and that boys would be forced into skirts if the number of girls was too low!"

Tammy laughed, the eleven and twelve year olds were having difficulty understanding the situation, even after special assemblies and classroom discussions covered the topic. Some parents had initially considered to withdraw their sons, but this had largely been an empty threat with only a couple of boys departing. Given that the discipline record of those boys was not exemplary the Head had made little more than token protests. Their remaining school fees were also forfeit.

From September, girls would be admitted into the sixth form, although the building plan for female boarders was not progressing as fast as hoped.

"I heard, Tammy, that the builders lost two weeks work because of the snow earlier this month, apparently the ground was unworkable. They needed to get the noisy work done before today."

"I didn't know, but I was away for most of the break, James."

"Somewhere nice?"

"Cornwall."

"That's a bit far!"

Tammy decided against saying that she'd gone even further, off the mainland.

"It wasn't too much trouble flying there from Edinburgh."

"What about the snow? It was pretty bad in Dundee."

Tammy laughed, "it was sunshine all the way, almost 20C each day."

"I bet you didn't get any revision done?"

"Oh, I did, just not every day."

Discussion turned to the forthcoming exams and Tammy was pleased to escape to the refectory for lunch. Unfortunately the same topic prevailed there, amplified by the year elevens who faced their own exams imminently.

Finally after lunch Tammy collected her coat and bag before heading for the car-park.

"Are you going into town?"

"No, John, I'm grounded."

***

Tammy parked outside the McPherson house and made her way to the conservatory. Elsie, Joan and Angela were sat there along with Jill Davison and an unfamiliar woman.

"Sit down, Tammy. This is Ginny Verrier, she's a victim support officer with the police."

"Good afternoon Miss Verrier."

"It's Ms, but please call me Ginny. I wonder if we could have a moment outside, Tammy?"

The air was crisp but the wind was little more than a light breeze so Tammy decided against asking for her coat, she did however take her bag. The gamekeeper wasn't far away with other ground staff about a hundred metres distant.

"Tammy, Angela will take some time to forgive you for this."

"Wait a moment, I didn't send her those messages, in fact I helped identify it as a fake account, and I didn't try to kidnap her."

"You left her on her own, despite the risk."

"There were two friends monitoring her, both nurses for the record, plus a detective constable and two constables. I was nearby so I wasn't recognised. Angela was never on her own at any time, she was also wearing a camera."

"Where did you get that, it's hardly a simple device and the setting is apparently pearl?"

"It came from my bodyguard after attempts were made on me at Christmas."

"There's no record that I can access concerning that, not even that you were the victim."

"It won't be in a normal file, New Scotland Yard's Counter Terrorist Unit handled it."

"Your personal file is sealed above my pay grade it would seem, can you explain why?"

"No, sorry. Look, the kidnappers this time included my former English master and I was their real target, however I'll just chalk that one up." Tammy shrugged.

"That's a very cavalier attitude."

"I've got a good family and close friends that support me, in spite of everything. Jill may have told you that, seeing as she's here to see Angela."

"Is she also your shrink? She's said nothing about you and won't give me any of Angela's psychiatric history."

"I suppose that means patient confidentiality is alive and well!"

"I could get a court order to see what's on your medical file."

"Good luck, it would only take one phone call from me for you to find yourself out of a job."

"Don't threaten me, that would be a criminal offence."

"It wasn't a threat." Tammy reached into her bag for the phone.

"That's a secure model, how do you have one?"

"Sorry, national security applies. Like I said, it would only take one secure call to some friends in London." Tammy smiled. Just then her phone rang, causing Ginny to jump.

"Hello?"

"Hi Tammy, it's Dave Brown. Are you free to talk?"

"Not really, can I give you a call on the landline later as I might have a local security issue."

"Understood, bye."

Tammy slipped the phone back into her bag.

"I do my best to protect Angela but she is a living breathing eighteen year old who is capable of making her own decisions in life. In this case we knew there was a risk and mitigated for it, meaning that Angela came to no physical harm. Two men are under arrest, one of whom just destroyed any potential continuation of his teaching career. Finally, I was the focus of their activities so it's unlikely Angela will be targeted again; I should say I am capable of looking after myself and really enjoyed some recent experience on a Met Police range. I think we're done, Thomas will see you off the premises."

Ginny stood there amazed at Tammy's temerity until Tammy firmly pointed back into the house then made a show of folding her arms.

The Victim Support Officer stormed off, via the conservatory and the front door of the house. Thomas was indeed ready with her coat.

"Tammy!"

"Yes, mum."

"What did you say?"

"She wanted to attribute blame for everything on me, then decided I should be investigated including disclosure of my medical records." Jill's reaction indicated surprise. "She also wanted to know why my police file is locked. I wouldn't say, so she threatened me with a court order, I suggested she could lose her job by messing with me and my family."

Tammy paused. "Angela, what was the focus of her questions at you?"

"She wanted to know who you worked for and how you could have arranged the sting."

"So nothing about supporting you?"

"Not really."

Elsie was outraged, she plainly hadn't been in the room when this had taken place. Tammy doubted if Jill had been briefed on the previous day as Joan wasn't there either.

"Thomas!" Elsie was on her feet.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Send Jonathon after that woman, I want her registration number, preferably the whole car with the driver."

"Ma'am she is still outside and I took the number on her arrival. Jonathon is already on his way."

"Right, let's call the police." Elsie ushered everyone away from the conservatory and into the sitting room before dialling, it was answered immediately.

"This is Elsie McPherson, we've just had your Victim Support Officer Ginny Verrier up here and ... what do you mean? My gamekeeper will detain her, he should have a shotgun with him."

Elsie put the phone down, irate.

"The real Victim Support Officer is still at the station as her car suffered slashed tyres, she was due to head up here in an hour. We've just entertained a fraud, a charlatan. Tammy, let your friends know, you can get the registration from Thomas. Mention of the shotgun should ensure an armed response unit!"

Tammy didn't need to be told twice and called Dave Brown back, relaying what they knew. Tammy had snapped a picture of the woman with her phone's camera and now sent this to a number given to her by Dave, as well as some bad news. She was told to stay put.

Joan was on her mobile to Richard while Elsie made contact with the school. Tammy waited until everyone was back off the phone.

"There's been a security breach, it's possible my details were leaked before they identified the mole."

"Damn."

"What's strange though is why this woman didn't know any of my background? If she was here as a direct result of the breach then my recent travels and connections would be known."

"That's well thought out, Tammy, so can we discount the security breach in this case?"

"I wouldn't do that, one of the things I was told was not to jump to conclusions but just to gather evidence then pass this to an analyst through the chain of command."

"Was the person you called here just before Easter?"

"Yes."

"He's a good man, very sensible of you to contact him."

"Actually, after the trouble with Thomas Young last Monday Dave told me to contact him directly if there was any hint of a security problem. He also, apparently, has tickets for Macbeth."

Elsie laughed, "I was going to leave that as a surprise, he's asked if he can stay here."

"That's assuming that these investigations don't change his plans."

Outside sirens could be heard approaching but Elsie told everyone to remain in the house. She switched on the seldom used television that was in the room, switching to a direct video feed. On the screen the front of the house could now be seen.

"I had this put in over Easter, I guessed it might come in useful."

Jill was still sat there, acutely aware that Tammy may not have been just a transgendered school girl right now, but was very vulnerable in every sense. Tammy caught her eye.

"Yes, Jill, I will be down to see you."

"Thank you."

Outside, via the television, it seemed that everything was now under control. Several of the ground staff had taken up a position near the gamekeeper's vehicle but since moved off. Nothing much happened for a few more minutes but Tammy recognised the man walking towards the door in a police uniform.

"That's Iain Brown."

Thomas admitted the Chief Inspector, who was also the Mill Theatre's artistic director.

"Good afternoon ladies."

He removed his hat and, at Elsie's invitation, took a seat.

"Where shall I begin?"

Part Nine   "Another Sutherland?"

 
Monday 20th April (Continued)

Richard Smart arrived just after Chief Inspector Iain Davison but was signalled by Elsie to say nothing.

"Now, as Miss Smart is no doubt aware, I have been very busy and this has distracted me from the theatre." Tammy nodded, the senior Police Officer continued.

"We've been aware of corruption in my area, the Caithness Division, but it has been difficult to pin down. Information from our computer systems has been leaked and, like today, and impersonators have seen members of the public in order to solicit information or cash.

"The methods and personnel have varied but we were given information recently that tied at least one officer to a Russian gang, it did not however answer all of the questions." He paused.

"The lady we arrested outside is a very experienced con artist who specialises in gaining information on her targets, selling this information on, we have been looking for evidence against her for a while. Plainly someone saw an opportunity after yesterday's events in the middle of town."

A glass of water had been delivered to Iain, from which he now sipped.

"What has been a challenge was to know who she would impersonate next, and where she would be. Given that Caithness includes Thurso, Wick and eight villages in an area of over seven hundred square miles (1800+ km²), tracking an individual can be a challenge. It's clear that someone in our force supplied details of the Victim Support visit to this lady whilst ensuring the real officer would be unavailable." He took another sip.

"She was on the phone when your gamekeeper apprehended her and we have that phone. Our police station is currently on lock-down, plus we are locating all officers and support staff in order to check for personal mobile phones. We will find our mole."

The officer took another sip of water.

"We have not yet formally identified the lady who was arrested here and she is not helping us. We'll transport her to Inverness for questioning and a helicopter has been requested."

"Chief Inspector, we have a helicopter pad behind this house."

"Thank you Mrs McPherson but our pilot will probably land on your driveway, close to the detainee."

"Iain, is there a connection to Mr Wright and his brother?"

"We're working on that Tammy, but of course they would both be Mr Wright, not just your former teacher."

"So you can't add anything?"

"Sorry, that's the way justice works."

Tammy's phone rang, she walked into the conservatory to answer as she could see Dave Brown's number, apologising to everyone.

"Hello Dave, it turns out she's an impersonator."

"That's what I've been told but there's scant information available."

"She's being taken by chopper to Inverness Police Station, Thurso is on lock-down due to a mole hunt."

"What's your source?"

"Chief Inspector Davison."

"Is he nearby?"

"Sure, I'll get him."

Tammy walked back, mindful that Jill was still sat in the room, everyone else was family or security cleared.

"Iain, Dave Brown would like a word. He's known personally to us and is connected to another government department." This was a code term for the security services, which Iain recognised.

"Is that secure?"

"Yes, I suggest you use the conservatory."

Tammy sat down and turned to her father. "I guess you want to know what happened?"

"Yes, as much detail as possible please."

This required Joan and Angela to explain the call they had from the police arranging for the Victim Support visit at three, and how they would be at the McPherson house from mid-morning. They had received a follow-up call from someone else, claiming to be at the police station, bringing the meeting forward to 1.30 and supplying the registration of the car. Richard had gone to a meeting at the school and Leanne was in town with the dry cleaning when Joan and Angela went to Elsie's, ensuring Thomas was given the registration number. At Elsie's suggestion Joan had also called Jill because Angela had a panic attack during the night and again after Tammy had left for school.

Iain Brown returned during this, handing the phone back to Tammy. He now stood patiently waiting for an opportunity to speak. Jill picked up the story.

"Joan asked me to see Angela as a matter of urgency, we hadn't managed to talk very much when the woman arrived and launched herself at Angela. I don't think she was expecting to find anyone other than Angela and Joan, it's my guess she would have got Angela on her own."

Joan put her hand to her mouth when she realised what could have happened.

Jill continued, "I still don't know what happened yesterday beyond a brief description of an attempted abduction so I didn't see the relevance of that woman's questioning, I'm sorry Angela."

"Thank you."

Tammy was surprised, in her experience medical folk didn't apologise.

"My apologies, ladies and Mr Smart, but I now need to return to the station to continue the investigation. I will however require a statement from each of you and an officer will be here shortly to take them. Please remain where you are until that's done."

Chief Inspector Iain Brown stood and replaced his hat before leaving. Richard now spoke.

"Everyone, I had just returned home when I was called, there is a message on the ansafone that I haven't played yet."

"That might be the real victim support officer saying they would be late?"

"Indeed Tammy."

Thomas must have known they were going to be in the drawing room for a while as tea and coffee arrived for those there. Jill needed to leave but all she could do was make a call to the hospital explaining she was cancelling that afternoon's appointment. It was only a minute later when two officers arrived, one was the same CID officer who had interviewed Tammy the day before, the other was Ben Franklin.

"Here we are again, Tammy."

"It's not my fault, Ben, you have a mole in the station!"

"And my chief inspector's blood pressure will go even higher than it is now.

Thomas very quickly ascertain the officers' drinks requirement, Ben waited until the butler left the room.

"Just to let you know, I've been made up to Detective Sergeant, and for those that don't know him this is DC Suterlind."

Richard immediately probed.

"That's very close to Sutherland? Are you related to the pharmacy family?"

"No Sir, although I am a member of the Clan Sutherland. I transferred from Dundee last week so I don't know the pharmacy, however there is someone from that family at the station."

"Ben, a Sutherland in the police station?"

"I can't discuss staffing matters, Tammy."

"If it's Julianne Sutherland then she was a friend of Yvonne Stewart."

"It's not Julianne. Now, can we start? Angela and Mrs Small first,"

The statements took nearly two hours to complete, even Richard was told he would have to do one."

"Why?"

"Because you were called here and we need to check that ansafone the Chief mentioned to me."

"Okay, I'll run you over. Anyone else?"

Tammy drove Angela in one of the golf carts whilst Joan went with Richard. Jill went home having failed to achieve any counselling as Angela was now too tired.

Dinner wasn't far off but the two girls went to their rooms for a kip, both emotionally drained.

 
Tuesday 21st April

Neither Tammy nor Angela were due in school before Friday morning so that gave them plenty of free time. Tammy, however, was still grounded.

"Mum, how long am I grounded for? I am eighteen not eleven!"

"You created a mess from something that was an annoyance."

"They would have tried something else if Angela simply blocked them once we knew it was a fake account."

"How could you know that?"

"My guess is that Mr Wright wanted to disrupt our revision or even our exams, that would have a horrible knock-on effect."

Joan couldn't argue with that point.

"Even so, you should have brought the police in earlier."

"But at the time it could have been one of the boys at St Andrews having a lark, they wouldn't have acted on that basis."

"Okay, I'll concede that one, but the grounding stays until tomorrow night."

"So I get my car keys back on Thursday?"

"Yes. I'll have to go, Tammy, I need to head into work."

Tammy shrugged and returned to her room having won a small victory, originally she was grounded until Sunday, only allowed out to go to school or when chaperoned. She could at least go into town on Thursday.

The previous day had been the deadline for the assistant welfare officer's job at St Andrews School, what Tammy didn't know was how many had applied? It would be a prestigious role for an eighteen to twenty year old, opening up career opportunities. This was why Tanya had been advised, or persuaded, to apply. She had certainly impressed the Head on her initial visit.

Tammy had tried to find out, through her mum, about other applicants but Joan hadn't been one to give out confidential information. John had similarly wanted to know but had been rebutted.

Tammy tried to get some business studies revision done, concentrating on why businesses failed. When she checked on Angela mid-morning, she was laying on her bed, albeit dressed, her schoolwork untouched on her desk.

"Hey sis, when's your first exam?"

"Don't care, won't do them."

"We've been through this, Angela."

"That was before ...... "

"I reckon that was the whole point of why Mr Wright did this, so you're letting him win?"

"So what?"

"Look, I'm sorry for asking you to do that on Sunday, but we didn't know, couldn't have known, that it would turn out like that."

"It's alright for you."

"How?"

"You get this secret training."

"Huh? Writing reports, reading reports, writing more reports and taking photos."

"Self defence?"

"Maybe, why don't we see if there's a local class we can do?"

"Why?"

"So you'll know how to protect yourself, as well as getting your confidence. You might even get fitter?"

"I'll be pleased when Dad builds the pool and the mini gym."

"Work starts next week, shall I have a look for a class?"

"Whatever."

Tammy walked back to her room. She might have asked Joan, or her father, to speak to Angela but both were out. Tammy had also been told not to call anyone unless it was an emergency, social media was also not to be used. In legal terms, Tammy did not have to accept any of this, she was an adult in the eyes of the law. She was also, in many ways, reckless and wasn't thinking things through, although she was good at analysing failure.

By lunchtime she was fed up revising why businesses didn't succeed so went to check on the lunch situation. In the fridge were two plates of sandwiches and boxes of fruit juice. She put these on a tray, added some bananas and two glasses of water before walking up the stairs.

"Angela, open the door?"

No answer.

"Angela?"

"Let yourself in."

"I can't, I have both hands full. Open the door please."

There was a soft thud followed by footsteps across the floor before the door was opened.

"Thanks, where do you want your lunch?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Tough, you need to eat, at least have the banana."

"Okay, put it on my desk, I'll make space."

Tammy had now achieved something, Angela was off her bed and taking interest in something instead of feeling sorry for herself. Tammy retreated to her room to eat, that way she wouldn't be seen to pressure her sister.

Tammy picked up her tablet but ignored all the notifications related to facebook. She searched for self-defence classes in Thurso, finding KSD Martial Arts. There was a class on a Tuesday night at a local scouts hall, she used the enquiry form to check if there was space for the two girls.

With her lunch finished, Tammy waited a while longer before going to collect Angela's plate. She was surprised to find her sister coming towards her.

"I thought I'd bring my empties to you."

"I was just coming to collect."

"I had a think and figured you were right, if I gave in then they would have won. I'll take the tray down."

"Thanks Angela, there's a class tonight if you're interested?"

"How would we get down there? You're grounded so you couldn't go anyway."

"I'll think of something."

Tammy sent Tanya a text, remembering that she'd taken self defence classes before they did West Side Story in December; it had saved Tanya from serious injury after being pulled off the stage by George Small.

Tanya came back a minute later:

Heard you're grounded, know the feeling :-( Did a class at the scout hall on Tuesdays, was okay
 
Thanks Tanya, looking at going there tonight with Angela.
 
If you do, let me know, I could do with some exercise. I'll check with John

Tammy went to her English set book, 'One Day In The Life Of Ivan Denisovich' by Solzhenitsyn to re-acquaint herself with the story of life in a gulag. At 144 pages the Penguin paperback did not take long to finish, Tammy reclined on her bed whilst reading and must have dozed after she put the book down.

"Wake up Tammy!"

"Er, what? Oh, hi Dad."

"Angela tells me there's a self-defence class tonight that she wants to go to."

"Really?"

"Yes, mum and I have a meeting at the school so we can't take her, can you?"

"If I can have my car keys back?"

"Catch!"

Tammy smiled, Richard had assumed it was Angela's idea.

***

After dinner Tammy pulled out of Dunbankin but headed first to the school to collect John. This was a request from Tanya but Tammy didn't mind. With their passenger Tammy drove to the scout hall, arriving just before eight. They met Tanya outside.

"Put him down!"

"Clear orf!"

"Tanya, it's not as if you haven't seen him."

"That was two days ago!"

"Hey we're here for the self-defence class, not the class on oral gymnastics!"

Tanya finally desisted, allowing the four to enter the scouts hall. They approached the Chief Instructor, Vance.

"Hello, we've come for self defence if there's room for us?"

"How old are you?"

"We're all eighteen."

"Okay, so I won't need parental permission slips." He recognised Tanya. "Welcome back, but why did you leave?"

"I met my future husband."

"I see. You'll all need to complete registration forms. The first few lessons are free but you can make a donation if you wish."

They sorted out the paperwork and paid their donation. Vance explained they could use their gym kit this time but were expected to get a suitable suit for next time.

"Our training is a form of Ju Jitsu so you'll need a white Ju Jitsu suit for next week. Where's your's Tanya?"

"It was too small for me."

"Okay, let me explain our principles."

***

The four climbed into Tammy's car a little after nine.

"My legs hurt!"

"Never mind that Angela, my everything hurts! What about you Tammy?"

"I did a load of running in Cornwall and used the gym at a place I stayed in."

"In other words, you're not out of shape?"

"Not too bad, but there's always room for improvement. Are you going back to the school John?"

"I've permission to be out tonight, can you drop us at Sandy's?"

"Sure, but you didn't have an overnight bag?"

"I left some bits there from my last stay."

Tammy finally arrived home at nine thirty. This time Angela did help with the gates so Tammy's car could drive around to the paddock behind the house. Richard's car was there so the gate onto the road was shut and locked for the night. After a quick security check Tammy went inside and took herself to bed, exhausted.

Part Ten   "Ego At Large"

 
Wednesday 22nd April

Angela still seemed to ache the following morning and even Tammy thought she'd pulled a muscle.

"I know what we can do, Angela."

"Eh?"

"We need a swim."

"Just the two of us?"

"There were four of us at the class last night, I bet Tanya and John could do with a soak too?"

A quick check ascertained that the pair had found muscles that hadn't been used for a while. "Can you collect us, oh John hasn't any swim shorts here."

"Okay, give me ten minutes."

"Can you make it twenty, er twenty-five?"

"Sure."

After ringing Elsie and confirming the pool was available, Tammy moved her car out to the front of the house. Richard had gone into town and Joan was at work so the other two cars were absent. Given that both of her parents had been required at the school, Tammy was pretty certain that the previous evening's meeting at the school was to discuss the vacancy for Joan's assistant, but neither had said anything.

"Come on Angela."

"I can't find my swimsuit."

"You've got more than one, what did you do with the one you used on Sunday?"

"I'll check the laundry."

Tammy finally collected the happy, smirking, couple from the Smith house and they drove up to St Andrews so John could collect his swim shorts. There was just one problem.

"The dress code! I went out last night dressed for the evening, not for school."

Mr Thompson had explained two mornings earlier that the sixth formers were still bound by the rules if they were in school, even on non-exam days. Tammy's day wear was at least respectable.

"You'll have to go to my room."

"I can't."

"Here's my key."

"Sorry John, that's against the rules."

"I'll go!" Tanya snatched the keys.

"No!" The other three exclaimed together.

"So, Tammy, what do you suggest?"

"Wait here John."

Tammy went alone to the school secretary's office. One of the grounds' staff was there.

"Hello Mrs Adams, could I ask a favour?"

"Ah, Miss Smart, what do you need?"

"The key for the emergency exit from the boarding house."

"Oh, you need to sneak Mr Hibbert in?"

"How did you guess?"

"He was signed out after seven last night and wasn't back for breakfast."

"Well, all he needs is a swimsuit."

"Go up there for him."

"I can't really."

"Yes you can, I'll give you the master key and Jimmy here can go with you. We can't risk having a casually dressed Mr Hibbert in the corridor, although perhaps I should keep a couple of skirts here for boys walking in shorts during the warmer months?"

Tammy was pretty sure Janet was joking, maybe. She went with Jimmy up to John's room, one she knew well, and quickly located the required items while the groundsman waited in the corridor.

"Thanks Janet. I'll see he's back later." She handed the key back.

"You shouldn't need to act like his PA Tammy, but Miss Smith is due here tomorrow morning for interview so he'd best let her have a good sleep tonight."

"I see, does she know yet?"

"I have the letter here and was going to ring her."

"I'll take the letter, she's in my car."

"Sounds like a good idea, saves the messenger delivering it later." Janet handed over the letter, Tammy made a swift exit before anyone asked why she was holding a boy's swimming shorts.

Back in the car, Tammy received the expected " 'told you so."

"I had to have an escort and it was only because Mrs Adams decided to help. Anyway, I have a letter for you, Tanya."

Tammy handed the envelope over, it was eagerly ripped open.

"John, Mrs Adams suggests you have to be back at school tonight."

"Who says so?"

"I do!" Tanya sounded excited. "I have to get ready for an interview with the governors, I don't need any distractions!"

John looked defeated but said nothing. Tammy strapped herself in then drove away from the school. A few minutes later they pulled up next to the stables beside Elsie's house. Tanya was still buzzing, by now on the phone to her mother.

"I got the interview! Yes, I'll be down to have my hair done. We're just going swimming. Bye, love you!"

Tanya put the phone away as they walked towards the door. "Sorry John, but you'll have to go back to the school, mum wants me at two in the salon. Priorities, my love, priorities."

John didn't seem to see it that way but said nothing. It certainly put a damper on their hour in the pool, though, with John quite sullen.

"What, aren't you pleased for me?"

"Of course I am, it's what you wanted."

"You have a strange way of showing it."

"I was just expecting to spend time with you today."

"You are spending time, but I need to get my hair done, plus a manicure and a pedicure. I might even go the whole way and let Joanna loose on my legs."

John looked at the clock, set into the tiled wall around the pool, it was fast approaching midday.

"I think I'll take lunch at school."

Tammy knew that meant trouble but was saved by Elsie when the four unhappy teens walked upstairs.

"I'm going into town, does anyone need a lift?"

Tanya immediately said she did and went straight out the door with Elsie to her waiting car.

"Tammy can you drop me at school?"

"We'll all lunch there, Angela?"

"Sounds good to me."

Of course once they returned to the school it did not go smoothly, Janet Adams had gone into town and Mr Thompson was just inside the main entrance when Tammy and Angela approached.

"Ah, Miss Small, I hope you were given Monday's messages?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Now, what are you doing here today and why is Mr Hibbert hiding outside?"

"He needs to get to his room to change, Sir. He spent last night in town, with permission."

"I see, he has three minutes before the bell so I suggest he hurries, but NO running."

Tammy waved John in, reckoning there was a ten percent chance he would make it to his room without being stopped by a master. Tammy and Angela, meanwhile, walked into the refectory. A minute or two later the bell sounded, it didn't take long for a horde of otherwise angelic boys to bowl into the dining area. They certainly weren't expecting to see two skirted sixth formers waiting there.

"Slow down and keep quiet," instructed Tammy.

"Yes, ma'am," offered a few of them. Tammy and Angela maintained their presence near the doorway. A full ten minutes had passed, when John finally arrived, just in time to hear the shutters going up.

"What took you?"

"The Head wanted to ask me something, that delayed me until the bell sounded. The Head walked away leaving me at the mercies of Mr Carmichael."

"Didn't the Head ask why you were casually dressed?"

"No, only to make sure Tanya got that letter."

"So what about Carmichael?"

"He's threatening to put me on report!"

"Tell him the Head didn't complain."

"I did."

"Oh. Anyway, let's grab something to eat."

Most of the upper sixth were present, given they were almost all boarders, although Lori was absent. James realised that something was going on.

"You two don't have to be here today, then Mr Hibbert is missing at breakfast and there are reports of him half naked in the corridors!"

"Lies, all lies."

"I have some very good sources, John. You might want to shave once you get back to you room, too."

John instinctively put his hand to his cheek, confirming stubble.

"Angela, Tammy, there's a St Georges service for the English kids tomorrow morning just after breakfast."

"I suppose it's compulsory attendance?"

"I wouldn't put it like that, just a three line whip." *

"Okay, has anyone told Lori?"

"No idea."

"Mr Thompson didn't mention anything on Monday."

"No, but the Head told us all at dinner on Sunday evening."

John had been quiet but now asked Tammy for advice. "What about the rehearsal tonight?"

"What about it?"

"I was going to stay with Tanya and go to the theatre from there."

Tonight was a full dress rehearsal for Macbeth at the Mill Theatre.

"Oh, that's a problem?"

"Yes, I have a driving licence and no car, so I'm reliant on others running me around."

"You know I'll help when I can."

"Sure, Tammy, but I had this week planned then this stupid job screws it all up."

"Hey, that stupid job will pay the bills and give you somewhere to live."

"I'm not hungry, I'll be in my room." John stood and walked out, this did not go unnoticed. A member of staff approached the sixth form table as lunch finished.

"Tammy, Angela, my office, please." "Yes, Mum."

A couple of minutes later, after a visit to the loo, Tammy and Angela were sat with Joan.

"What's up with John?"

Tammy explained what had happened over the previous twenty four hours.

"So, John has a problem because of tomorrow's interview?"

"Yes, why couldn't the interview have been on Friday?"

"The Head is required elsewhere, it was originally scheduled for Friday."

"I see. Where does that leave John?"

"I hope he doesn't do anything stupid, the cottage deal is for both of them and not just Tanya."

"Oh. Someone best speak to him."

"I guess you don't want to go to his room?"

"That might be inappropriate."

"I see, I'll speak to John. For now, the pair of you, go home."

"Yes, mum."

Tammy drove Angela back to Dunbankin. She was starting to have second thoughts about the rehearsal that evening but knew that would only cause Angela to question her own attendance, throwing the whole rehearsal out of the window. This was a day where egos shouldn't rule.

They found Richard at home. "Okay girls, meeting in the kitchen in five."

That gave them enough time to dispose of damp towels and swimsuits, followed by a mirror check.

"I've been to see our solicitor, as nothing much seems to be happening."

"Mr Wright was only arrested four days ago, Dad."

"That's true, but we were going to a trial before Easter that had to be abandoned."

"It would be good to see the back of John McPherson, so what's happening?"

"It seems the police have an admission that John knew what Jerry Trethgarwyn was going to do."

"Like blow us up?"

"Yes, he wrongly believed that if you were dead there wouldn't be a case against him."

Tammy shuddered, "quite a stupid thought, what did his brief say?"

"His defence team resigned, there was no way they would represent him under those circumstances. He's talking of representing himself!"

"I doubt if the sheriff would agree to that."

"Correct, the High Sheriff has appointed counsel and will hold the trial in camera next week."

"Are we needed?"

"No, there's enough there as he's plead guilty to the main offences and some of the minor ones have been left on file."

"So he goes down?"

"That's Jeremiah Smith's view."

"What about Jerry?"

"He's apparently wanted in England for similar offences so has gone to London, he may have had something to do with the London air traffic control attack before Christmas."

"Connected to Berisha?"

"Yes, it's speculation but the police are heading that way."

"What about Yvonne?"

"Ah, your nemesis!" Angela was smiling.

"That's a harsh way of putting it."

"Well, Tammy, there would seem to have been enough traces of explosives at one of her properties, along with fingerprints of the Kosovan gang, that she'll see the inside of a prison cell for a while."

"Good riddance."

"Tammy, I'm disappointed, you shouldn't be so quick to judge others."

"Look, she didn't attempt to destroy you from multiple angles, did she? Nobody believed me when I said she didn't like me from the moment I met her, then she tried that stunt in the restaurant when even Elsie wouldn't believe me. That's before the stuff at school, I don't care what happens to her, she can rot." Tammy started to cry.

"Tammy, I know this hasn't been fun but you have survived many things that would have destroyed someone else. If their intentions were to hurt you, what do you think the outcome was?"

"Sure I was hurt, but I'm stronger now."

"That's it. What do you think Angela?"

"Yeah, Tammy's stronger."

"No, about yourself? Tammy's not alone in having people turn against her."

"I'm not as strong as Tammy."

"But you haven't given in?"

"Not that I didn't want to, but has Tammy persuaded me to keep going."

"So do you think that you're working together like sisters should?"

Tammy and Angela looked at each-other and shrugged.

"Anyway, the wedding will on the be August Bank Holiday weekend."

"When's that this year?"

"August 29th is the Saturday."

"Where?"

"At Elsie's, but we'll ask the school's chaplain to officiate."

Tammy, followed by Angela, gave Richard a hug.

"I'll have to make sure I'm back from Cornwall a few days before that."

"Okay girls, can you get dinner organised? I think there's five of us tonight?"

***

"Come on John, let's get down to the theatre."

"Why?"

"Dress rehearsal?"

"No, why should I bother?"

"Because the whole show relies on every single one of us. There's only nine days before the opening night."

"Even so?"

"Get in the car, we're going!"

Joan had returned from the school with John as her passenger; he would stay with the Smarts overnight and return to the school before breakfast the following day, along with Tammy and Angela. Joan had been a little concerned about leaving him in his room but had conferred with the Head before taking John out of school.

They arrived at the theatre in good time and didn't take long to change into their costumes. Sarah was helping with costumes and Joanne was in charge of make-up.

Sandy Franklin came into the girls' dressing room.

"Has anyone seen Tanya?" Lots of heads were shaken.

"Tammy?"

"She was having her hair done this afternoon, I last saw her before lunch."

"Joanne?"

The make-up mistress was in with the boys, Sandy did not look pleased when they all gathered on the stage a few minutes later.

"Iain is busy tonight so it's just me, under the circumstances that's probably just as well. I cannot afford for any of you to throw a hissy fit. Every single one of you is required for this production to succeed. I'll stand in for Lady Macduff, we're as ready to start as we will be."

They had Act One Scene One out of the way and the witches' cauldron was being removed from the stage when there was a noise from the green room.

Sandy called a halt, spotting Joanne tugging Tanya towards the dressing room. Sandy followed.

That delayed matters, it was fifteen minutes before they restarted but Tanya wouldn't look anyone in the eye. Sandy didn't offer an opinion on how the rehearsal was going but was plainly unhappy.

It was just after nine when they all made it back to the dressing rooms. Tammy concentrated on getting herself back into her normal clothing.

"I was a bitch." Joanne was seen walking out, not wanting to be involved. Sarah went to collect the boys' costumes.

"Pardon, Tanya?"

"I was a bitch."

"Fine, let me finish getting ready?"

"What?"

"Yes, you were a bitch, now can I get my shoes on?"

"I thought you agreed I should have a quiet night?"

"Sure, but not to dump John late morning simply so you could have your hair done!"

Angela had walked over. "Leave it Tammy, it's not your argument."

"If only, Angela! Tanya, you have to talk to him, but he's staying with us tonight and I'm leaving in five minutes."

---

* Three line whip (taken out of context here) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Whip_%28politics%29#United_Kingdom

Part Eleven   "St George & The Dragon"

 
Thursday 23rd April - St George's Day

Tammy drove John back into school shortly after seven that morning so he had time to change into smart wear. School protocol dictated that the sixth form boys, and girls, had to dress smartly any time during school hours they were outside of their rooms; for day students even that caveat was lost.

Tammy was in a skirt suit this morning, a navy blue outfit with a simple white blouse under the jacket. She made herself a coffee in the nearly empty sixth form common room.

"I didn't think you'd bother."

"James, I care about tradition."

"Yeah, but it's too early."

"I had to come in early and decided to have breakfast at school. So why are you in the common room this early?"

"Coffee, the kettle in my room has died."

"Okay, nice PJs by the way."

James had plainly been oblivious to what he was wearing but soon dashed out of the room, almost running into the Headmaster.

"Miss Smart, can I join you?"

"Certainly Sir, coffee?"

"No thank you. I would like your help, Miss Smith has called to say she has withdrawn her application."

"The stupid ... sorry Sir."

"Quite, given that she was the most appropriate candidate I would like to know what is going on."

"Have you asked Mr Hibbert?"

"Yes, but he seems unwilling to give an opinion."

The common room door opened and one of the boys started to walk in, wearing a dressing gown, but backed out as soon as the Head was spotted.

"Sir, can we continue this in your office?"

"That would seem to be preferable."

It was clear that most of the boys did not expect to find the Head walking around at seven fifteen in the morning and many animated conversations were stopped in their tracks as Tammy and the Head were spotted. They finally made it to the safety of the Head's study.

"Now, Miss Smart, what do you know?"

"Unfortunately, Sir, both Tanya and John have over-reacted to petty issues in their relationship." She described the previous day's events.

"So they were talking last night?"

"Barely, although sobbing on each-other's shoulders might be a more apt description."

"Did Miss Smith say anything about the interview, or her application, last night?"

"No, she accepted that she'd been stupid but I didn't know the context. When did she call?"

"Three o'clock yesterday afternoon."

"That would explain a few things. Would you like me to contact her?"

"If you wouldn't mind. Could she make it here in time for the service?"

Tammy dialled Tanya's number but the call was terminated immediately. She instead sent a message.

I'm with the Headmaster, can you get here for nine?
 
Why?
 
Your interview.
 
I don't want it.
 
Don't be a fool, I'll collect you at eight thirty.
 
Don't bother.
 
I will bother, get yourself ready and don't overdo the perfume or face paint. You're going to a church service first.
 
What?
 
St George's Day
 
I'm not English
 
If you're working here you'll have to deal with English and Scottish special events, regardless
 
I hate you
 
I know. See you in an hour.

Tammy turned off her phone and slipped it into her bag, the Head waited patiently.

"I'm sure she'll be here, Sir, I think I'll collect her myself."

"Can you be certain you'll not waste a journey?"

"Yes, at least I'm pretty sure."

"What about Mr Hibbert?"

"He'll come around, I know he will."

"Good, will you join me on the senior masters table for breakfast?"

"Ummm, yes, thank you Sir."

The Head went to his desk and made a call, judging by the number of digits pressed Tammy guessed it was an internal number.

"Miss Smith will be here for the interview, please advise all parties."

He put the handset down. "Shall we go?"

As they walked into the refectory the noise level dropped although a few whispers commented on Tammy's appearance. Although the Head hadn't told anyone that Tammy was joining his table for the meal, there was a place ready between the Head and Deputy Head. She spotted John as they walked past, he was not smiling.

"Good morning, Sir." Tammy addressed Mr Thompson.

"Ah, good morning Miss Smart."

One of the Year Sevens who were on kitchen duty approached Tammy and asked for her breakfast order, she opted for the artery-hardening selection, she wasn't on a diet but figured she might need the carbs.

Conversation on the top table was stilted, the other senior staff there mostly ignored Tammy and held private conversations with whoever sat alongside them. From this position she was able to observe most of the room. The table was on a dais, raising it six inches above floor level, ensuring that most of the students would have to look up to the Head and his entourage, literally and figuratively.

Breakfast was almost over when Tammy spotted Lori walking into the hall, looking at the sixth form tables before being told, it would seem, to check out the top table. She turned and left.

"Excuse me Sir, but I need to see what Miss Jenkins wants."

"That's okay, but can you be in the main hall just before nine?"

"Of course, Sir."

"Good, as you'll be reading the lesson."

Tammy was not over the moon about this news. She was wearing ballet flats right now but had a pair of heels in her locker, they would have to wait for a while; first stop was the common room.

"What were you doing up there with the Head?"

"I had an invite, but there was ulterior motive. He's asked me to read the lesson."

"Rather you than me."

"Come on Lori, you're appearing at the theatre in front of a few thousand over five performances."

"In disguise."

"Well, I have time for a quick coffee then I have to collect Tanya."

"What's she doing here?"

"Job interview."

"She's cancelled it, Tammy." John had walked up behind her.

"I'm going to collect her, John, the Head asked me to speak to her."

"What's the point?"

"John, do you want to be homeless?"

"Why?"

"The offer of the cottage does not include single occupancy."

"Eh?"

"If you and Tanya aren't together, she doesn't get the cottage. Stop thinking about just yourself. I'll be explaining the same thing in words of one syllable to your fiancée."

"She won't listen."

Lori was just bringing a coffee over to Tammy but she waved Lori away and left the common room. It was five past eight, a little early, but she decided to drive into town anyway. Lori came after her.

"Sorry Tammy but can you drop me at home, I've just laddered my tights."

"Hven't you put a spare pair in your locker."

"Not yet but I will, it's only my second day in school as a girl."

"Okay, I'll drop you then swing back to pick you up after I've collected Tanya."

They'd reached Tammy's car, a few moments later they were on their way.

"What's up with John?"

"He accused Tanya of being selfish, she accused him of not considering her feelings."

"So six of one and half a dozen of the other?"

"Yeah."

Traffic wasn't too bad but Tammy was held up on Olrig Street before diverting to drop Lori. By the time she pulled up outside Sandy Smith's house it was exactly eight thirty.

"You're late."

"No I'm not and how about a thank you for saving your bacon."

"I don't need to do this, there'll be other jobs."

"Without experience, Tanya, what do you think you would get? This is one of those once-in-a-lifetime opportunities, you get a job, a home, and support for your coursework."

"What's the downside, then of this cherry-on-the-top opportunity?"

"The cottage is for two of you. If John's not there then you don't get the cottage but would still be on call. If I remember, you can't drive yet."

It took Tanya a few moments to extrapolate what Tammy had said.

"Damn."

"Look, we need to collect Lori and get up to the school."

"Why the rush anyway?" Tammy pulled away from the kerb. "My interview isn't until ten."

"The Head wants you at the service, plus I've been asked to read the lesson."

"Oh."

"You see, it's not just about you? Ah, there's Lori."

With the second passenger on board Tammy went straight to the school, stopping directly outside the main entrance, although she was now supposed to park in the staff carpark at the rear. The Head seemed able to intercept her with ease.

"Good, Miss Smart, could you go to the stage, I'll join you there shortly."

"I need to change my shoes, Sir."

"Be quick, please."

"Sir."

Tammy retrieved the heels, three inches worth, from her locker and swapped them for her ballets. There was a definite clip clop as she walked back to the hall. Lori caught up with her.

"I see you've gone for the stilts?"

"Yes, it's so I can see over the lectern!"

The sixth formers were expected to stand at the back of the hall during these happenings as there weren't enough chairs. That was exacerbated today by the presence of all the local governors, including the town's mayor. It therefore shouldn't have been a surprise for Tammy to have found her father near the front of the main hall, alongside Joan. Angela had opted to ride in with her mother so was probably milling around at the back. There was one spare seat next to Richard.

"Hi Dad."

"You can sit here after your reading."

"You knew about it?"

"It was on the draft order of service."

"And you didn't say anything?"

"It was a draft, anything could have changed in the meantime. I didn't want to get your hopes up."

"Thanks, not."

Thankfully the Head was now ready, but ushered Tammy to her seat for now. Rev Franklin, the Anglican Chaplin, now opened the service and they plunged straight into the first hymn, Abide With Me. The Reverend uttered a prayer before everyone settled.

The Head walked onto the stage and welcomed the guests, although Tammy hadn't seen any real guests as yet, and made a speech about England's Patron Saint. Then he asked Tammy to join him on the stage.

Tammy looked at the reading, her first sight, and fully expected it to be a standard biblical text. It wasn't, it was from Gandhi.

All faiths are a gift of God, but partake of human imperfection, as they pass through the medium of humanity. God-given religion is beyond all speech. Imperfect men put it into such language as they can command, and their words are interpreted by other men equally imperfect. Whose interpretation must be held to be the right one ?
 
Every one is right from his own standpoint, but it is not impossible that every one is wrong. Hence the necessity for tolerance, which does not mean indifference towards one’s own faith, but a more intelligent and purer love for it. Tolerance gives us spiritual insight, which is as far from fanaticism as the north pole is from the south. True knowledge of religion breaks down the barriers between faith and faith and gives rise to tolerance. Cultivation of tolerance for other faiths will impart to us a truer understanding of our own.

Tammy was not familiar with the text but read it strongly, emphasising the last phrase. The hall had fallen silent as she started to speak and remained so when Tammy walked off the stage, her heels clicking as she went. The Reverend called for the second hymn, Jerusalem.

At the end of the service Tammy tried to connect any part of it to St George, deciding in the end there wasn't a direct connection. It was clear, however, that the Head had chosen her text, but had everyone listened? The Head himself had disappeared immediately after the service.

"Are you coming home?"

"No Dad, Tanya's going in for her interview shortly and I want to speak to John before he's called in too."

"Is that likely?"

"Very, but he doesn't realise it yet."

"I see, where are you lunching?"

"Hmmm, no idea."

"See you at home then."

Richard walked away, Joan already having gone to her office. The hall was emptying quickly.

"I need a coffee."

"Okay Tanya, but you only have twenty five minutes."

"I need a wee too."

Tammy decided she would take the opportunity to check her face so waited for Tanya by the vanity.

"Have I been stupid?"

"Do you want the truth?"

"Yes."

"You're frightened, scare of the unknown."

"I don't know."

"What's your mum said?"

"She just told me to do what's right, but I don't know what's right?"

"Look, do the interview and do your best. You don't have to accept the job if they offer it to you."

"I don't?"

"No, Tanya, you could also not be the only candidate interviewed today."

"Oh, I hadn't thought that, have you seen anyone else?"

"No, but they wouldn't turn up before ten as you're probably the first interview."

"Okay, but I really need that coffee."

Several six formers were in the common room but Tanya wasn't paid a great deal of attention until John walked in.

The shared opinion was "get a room!" Tammy suggested that they fully repaired their relationship later, otherwise Tanya would need to do a major repair job on her make-up.

At five to ten Tammy walked Tanya to the Head's study, just walking in the main entrance was a girl with, Tammy presumed, her mother. Tanya didn't say anything but plainly recognised the young lady. Tammy knocked on the door to the Head's study.

"Do your best," whispered Tammy.

The door opened and Tanya was ushered inside before Tammy could identify who was in the room. The recently arrived girl was being spoken to by Janet Adams, the school secretary. Janet called Tammy over.

"Miss Smart, this is Helen Salmond and her mother, Miss Salmond is here for the job interview. Could you look after them for me?"

"Of course Mrs Adams."

There was no way Tammy was going to take them to the common room so they walked to the refectory which had now been cleaned, following breakfast.

"Would you like tea or coffee?" Tammy addressed the girl.

"Hot chocolate please."

"I'm afraid there's no hot chocolate, tea or coffee?"

"Tea, then." She looked disappointed. Tammy now looked at the mother.

"Tea, please, but I'm disappointed that my daughter couldn't have what she wanted. What's the name of your manager?"

"Madam, I am a sixth former, Head Girl and a school ambassador, I am not an employee."

"I see, would my daughter be looking after you when she gets the job?"

"Hardly, I finish here next month." Tammy was stood at a water 'otter pouring steaming water onto tea bags in two cups.

"How rude."

Tammy wondered what Tanya would have said about this girl, if she'd had the chance. She ignored the mother's comment.

"Excuse me, can you show me where the toilet is?"

"Certainly, come with me."

Tammy hoped the mother would stay where she was sat as they left the refectory.

"I'm sorry about my mother."

"Oh."

"She does this every time, there will be a complaint as that's her style."

"I see."

Tammy wasn't sure if she was being tested. "It's that door, I'll wait outside."

"Thank you."

Helen returned a few minutes later and Tammy escorted her back to her mother. Janet had come out of her office and spotted where Tammy was going.

"Someone will collect you when the Headmaster is ready."

"Thank you."

The mother had an opinion on this. "Our time is ten thirty, we will see him at ten thirty."

Tammy simply walked away, wondering who the actual applicant was, she almost walked straight into Tanya. Tammy waited while Tanya Smith thanked the Head, who next spoke to Tammy.

"Have you seen Miss Salmond?"

"Yes, Sir, and her mother. They're just inside the refectory."

"Thank you, I suggest you take Miss Smith away, and perhaps you could change your shoes?"

Tammy looked down, she was still in her heels.

"Of course, Sir."

Tanya giggled, "come on Tammy."

They walked to Tammy's locker where she swapped heels for ballets before continuing to the common room. There were some younger students in the corridors so they kept chat to a minimum. One or two of the younger boys were in kilts.

"They're sweet," suggested Tanya, "but I thought they all wore trousers these days?"

"The kilt is an option which some use during warmer weather."

They'd reached the common room so went inside, John was plainly waiting and looked pensive. Tanya ran to him and threw her arms around his neck. No-one spoke, the half a dozen or so boys, and three girls remained quiet.

"Well?" Asked John, eventually.

"Well, what, my love?"

"How did it go?"

"It was okay, I've been told they'll decide by lunchtime. Oh, Helen Salmond was here with her awful mother."

"I don't know her, you haven't mentioned the girl before."

"I must have done, anyway where did they go Tammy?"

"I put them in the refectory, I think the mother's putting a complaint in about me."

Tanya laughed, "that's pretty normal. Nobody will have anything to do with Helen because of her mother, but I guess the girl is okay."

"I take it she was at your school?"

"Yes, the latest is that her mother asked that Helen sit her exams in a different room as she'll apparently be intimidated if she's with everyone else."

"That's impractical!"

"That's what the Headmistress said, so the mother threatened to take the school to court for breach of her human rights!"

"I hope the Headmistress dealt with that appropriately?"

"Yes, she supplied the name of the school's solicitor and told the mother she could no longer phone the school, any communication had to be in writing."

"That's sensible."

"The Headmistress can be a bit of a dragon at times but nothing like Mrs Salmond."

Tammy giggled, Tanya clearly hadn't realised what she'd said.

"Oh, John dear, the Head wants to see you after the last candidate, that'll be at eleven thirty."

Tammy calculated there was one more candidate in the meantime, she was stood next to the phone when it rang.

"Common room."

"Tammy?"

"Yes."

"It's Janet. Can you send Lori down?"

"Sure, how are the Salmonds doing?"

"The mother just dragged the poor girl out of here screaming about doctrine."

"Figures, I'll pass the message on."

"Thanks."

"One question though, why was the mother in there with the girl?"

"Apparently she's not eighteen until tomorrow."

Tammy put the phone down. "Lori?"

"Yes, Tammy."

"Mrs Adams wants you."

"Thanks."

"You haven't applied for the job, have you?"

"Might have, see you later."

Part Twelve   "Lies & Cheats"

 
Thursday 23rd April (Continued)

Tammy waited a few minutes before heading to the school secretary's office, via the loo.

"Hi Tammy."

"Janet, what was going on with Mrs Salmond?"

"I don't really know what went on in the room but I shouldn't have allowed her in the room with the girl."

"I thought she was under eighteen, for another day anyway?"

"When I checked the application form, she was eighteen on the twenty fourth of March, the mother was bluffing."

"Oh, that wouldn't help."

"I'm sure the mother would have come up with some excuse?"

"Well I'm sure there will be a complaint against me."

"What is it, so I'm forewarned?"

"I offered tea or coffee and they wanted hot chocolate."

"That's petty."

"Yes, I explained we were out of hot chocolate, I noticed that this morning."

"One of the catering staff had put the replacement pack in the wrong store, it's available again."

"Well, she thought I was staff and demanded to know who my manager was so I told her I was Head Girl."

"That's technically true, of the three girls at the moment you're the only prefect."

"Tanya knows Helen Salmond from school and says none of the kids will do anything with Helen as her mother always complains."

"I'd heard something similar."

"So probably just as well they left, but I can't help feeling that the girl needs to get away from her mother."

"True, but she needs to get her exams out of the way first."

"And then put a few hundred miles between Helen and her mother?"

"Something like that."

"What about Lori, I didn't know she'd applied for the post?"

"She hasn't, she wanted to but her documentation doesn't say 'female' yet, although you would have been okay."

"So what's she doing in there?"

"Being offered a summer internship, paid of course, helping me with the new admissions and administration. If she can fit it in with her studies then she can continue as a part-timer into the autumn."

"A job will help her."

"That's what I thought."

The office door opened, the Head didn't show any surprise at seeing Tammy sat there.

"Could you get the standard short contract paperwork for Miss Jenkins and ask Mr Hibbert to come down." The Head left, closing the door.

"Janet, I'll go to get John."

"Thanks, if you find Lori up there tell her to wait for my call."

"Will do."

There weren't many in the common room but all looked pensive.

"John, he's ready for you."

John nodded but left without saying a word.

"Tammy, I'm frightened." Tanya sounded almost meek.

"Why don't we go for a walk, it's mild outside?"

"Sure."

She found Lori in the corridor outside the common room.

"Mrs Adams says to wait here for her call, Tanya and I will be in The Close."

"Okay."

The Close was a high walled garden populated by benches around the outside and occasionally served as an open air classroom. There were also a few seats in the centre and the pair headed there

"Now Tanya, what John says in there could decide on you being offered the post."

"But it's my job."

"You're being selfish again, stop thinking about just yourself. You've been pushing John away and now, when you really need him, you can't bring yourself to say it."

"I'm scared."

"We're all scared when we're heading into the unknown, and John is there to support you, but it's not a one way transaction. Did they explain the probationary period?"

"I think so."

"If I remember, for non-academic staff it's a three month probation. If after three months you and John aren't working well, you lose your job and your home."

"They can't do that!"

"They can. I guarantee that your selfish attitude yesterday did not win you many friends. What did Elsie say to you?"

"I can't remember."

"Really? I would bet she said something you didn't like."

"Maybe, but what did she know about what I'm going through?"

"There it is again, 'what I'm going through', this isn't just about Tanya Smith, it's also about John Hibbert and the future Mrs Tanya Hibbert."

"You make it sound like there are three people in this relationship?"

"Probably two and a half, the good news is that this won't be an A level maths question! The point here is that you cannot think about any one person in isolation, it might be your job application, but John is currently being interviewed about whether he's willing to be on-call too? If he doesn't measure up then there's no point him being in the cottage. What support did you give him before he went in to see the Head?"

Tanya's head dropped and her eyes welled up. "None, I didn't realise."

"No, you didn't. John could sink or swim in there as he doesn't know if you'll support him or not. Remember, you haven't been offered the job yet."

"Oh, what have I done?"

Out of the corner of her eye Tammy good see John approaching, the Head wasn't far behind. Tammy stepped away and let john envelop his fiancée in his arms.

"Have you talked sense into the girl, Miss Smart?"

"I've tried, Sir, but she wasn't prepared and didn't understand the wider picture."

"Quite. We have decided to re-run the vacancy but I would like Miss Smith to re-apply. The new closing date will be the twenty-third of May with interviews soon after."

"That's in the middle of exam season."

"I'm aware, that was why the interviews were done this week, we'll now be struggling to appoint someone in time."

"Did you tell all this to Mr Hibbert?"

"Yes."

"Tell me Sir, who else was interviewing?"

"Two governors, Mr Davison and Mrs McPherson."

"Harry and Elsie, thank you Sir. Can Tanya stay for lunch? I'll take her home after that."

"I don't see why not. Mr Hibbert is excused school tomorrow morning, I'll expect him back here Sunday afternoon at the latest."

"I understand."

The Head turned and walked away, this wasn't the outcome that everyone wanted, but was perfectly understandable. One of the problems now was the time-scale; whoever was appointed to the post had to be available before the end of the school year in early July but it was late April and interviews wouldn't be now held before the very end of May or early June. Given that the appointee would need legal clearance to work with children, that would add a further delay. If the appointee had to give notice to another employer that could push their availability into August. Tammy wondered if a candidate might be chosen for availability rather than ability before dismissing the thought.

John and Tanya walked up to her.

"I'm sorry Tammy."

"It's John to whom you should say sorry. You managed to screw a job interview where you were the only real candidate."

"What? Lori and Helen were interviewed as well."

"Helen's mother dragged her out and Lori was interviewed for another post."

"Oh."

"Look, I'm sure I just felt a spot of rain, let's go inside. The Head's said you can have lunch here Tanya so why don't we do that then I'll run both of you into town? John doesn't need to be back here until Sunday afternoon so use the time wisely."

They started heading back into school.

"Yes boss."

"Hey, I'm not your boss and I won't tell you what to do but at least listen to my advice, I know how this school ticks. You will be applying again, won't you?"

"I suppose so."

"Look, you'll get another interview and you'll get the job if you have the right attitude, both of you. John, at what point did they tell you that Tanya hadn't got the job?"

"Straight away."

"I bet they then asked you to explain why she hadn't?"

"Yes."

"What did you say?"

"I refused to speculate, I didn't know what Tanya had said during her interview and I didn't know about the other two girls either."

They'd reached the rear door and stopped talking as they walked into the main hallway before turning towards the stairs.

"Tammy, hold a minute."

All three turned around. "Yes Elsie?"

Tammy could now also see Deputy Head Mr Thompson who was clearly not pleased at this informality.

"Could you ensure Mr Hibbert and Miss Smith come to my house after the rehearsal on Saturday?"

"Just the two?"

"Yes."

"I'll look after that."

"Thank you Tammy."

Elsie walked out of the main entrance, Tammy smiled at Mr Thompson and the three eighteen year olds continued on their way to the sixth form common room.

The door hadn't long closed before Tanya started asking questions.

"What is Elsie doing?"

"She's invited the pair of you to dinner with a chat beforehand. It might be a breakfast invite too, so consider packing a weekend bag."

"Why has she invited just the two of us, not mum or you?"

"Because what she'll have to say is for your ears only. Make certain you actually listen to her."

"Tammy, I need to call mum, I know she'll be disappointed."

"I'll take you there after lunch, you can tell her in person. It will only be difficult if you make it difficult. I expect she'll be understanding."

Tammy actually thought Sandy Smith should be apologising for not supporting her daughter, but decided not to say this out loud.

"Yeah, I suppose so."

"Tanya, be positive. This is your future on offer and you get a second chance, don't fluff it this time."

Lori came back, clutching paperwork.

"Well done Lori."

"Thanks, but how do you know?"

"I just do. When do you start?"

"The Monday after my last exam."

"What course were you thinking of doing?"

"BA (Hons) History and Literature."

"Sounds interesting."

"I'm thinking of doing a postgrad teaching course after that."

"That's brilliant."

"I just phoned mum, she's really pleased as it's starting to come together."

Tanya was clearly listening, "I've messed it up, Lori."

"I know, and you have a second chance - don't waste it. Although I might be processing your wages if you get it!"

Tanya gave Lori a hug, "that's a risk I'm prepared to take."

"Now, how about you go and repair your face?"

"Yes, Lori. Tammy, you too?"

"I need a wee, so yes."

***

Tammy pulled up behind Sarah's shop, John was carrying a weekend bag but was still in his blazer at Tammy's suggestion. She gave them both a hug before sending them on their way to see Tanya's mum, Sandy. Lori had also asked for a ride so was heading towards her flat. Tammy locked the car and walked around to the clothes store.

"Hello Sarah."

"You look tired, Tammy, you haven't started your exams yet, have you?"

"No, I've just been trying to persuade someone to sort her life out."

"Angela?"

Tammy laughed. "No, she's not the problem, it's Tanya."

"Oh. Did she get the job?"

"No, but neither did anyone else. They're re-running the vacancy. How's trade?"

Tammy didn't want to dwell on Tanya's issues.

"Pretty good, I've done another order for the islands this week. Are you free tomorrow?"

"Sure, what's up?"

"I have a large delivery coming in at nine, I want to get the new stock out as soon as possible. You're not free on Saturday, are you?"

"No, and I've been asked to take the happy couple to see Elsie after the rehearsal."

"Damn, I'm needed at the theatre but there's no one to mind the shop for me."

"I was going to suggest Lori but she's one of the witches."

"Maybe, do you trust her?"

"She's just been given an admin job at the school, starting as soon as her exams finish."

"That's useful, I could still use someone for the Saturdays when you're gallivanting around being Miss Bond, what's her number?" Tammy wrote it down.

"I can't pay her but I'll let her choose a few items, I'm guessing that her wardrobe is limited right now?"

"Probably, but I haven't been into her flat yet."

"Can you mind the store while I call her?"

"Sure."

Sarah was back a minute later. "I'm meeting her in the hotel bar in a couple of minutes, can you look after the place for half an hour?"

"No problem, I wasn't going anywhere."

It was all of five minutes later when a potential customer walked in.

"Hello Helen." Tammy decided to be cautious.

"Oh, weren't you at the school this morning?"

"I was."

"Were you lying about being head girl?"

"No, I'm the senior girl there and the only female prefect. Are you here to shop?"

"Yes, I need a few things."

"Is your mother coming here?"

"No, she's meeting some friends in the Castletown Hotel. Anyway, I'm upset with her."

"Why?" Tammy thought she had already guessed the reason.

"Apparently there had been a St George's Day service that morning."

"There was, many of the students are English, including myself."

"You don't sound English, but as far as she's concerned the English have no reason to interfere in Scottish affairs."

"In that case, if you don't consider the needs of English students then they wouldn't stay at the school, the school would close and all those jobs would be lost. Can she not see there are consequences? The school brings alot of money into Thurso."

"Hey, you don't need to tell me all about it, anyway she wasn't expecting to see any girls at the school yet."

"It's not taking girls fully before September and then it will only be the sixth form to start with, although there are three of us already."

"She'd heard that some were boys in skirts."

Tammy tried to laugh. "Whatever gave her that idea?"

"One of her friends was a deputy head there for a while."

"I see." Tammy wondered how she could respond when the store door opened.

"Hello Tammy."

"Hello Mrs McIntosh, how are you today?"

"Just fine, is Sarah here?"

"Not right now, she's interviewing."

"That's all I've heard about today, interviews and shenanigans."

"Anyway, can I help you at all?"

"Sarah has ordered a dress for me, would you know if it's here yet?"

"She has a large delivery in the morning and I don't believe there's been a delivery in the past few days, was it a special order?"

"No, it wasn't a special order. That's fine, I'll give her a call tomorrow. That was a lovely lesson you read this morning, very poignant."

"Thank you."

"Will you be in school tomorrow?"

"Yes Mrs McIntosh, at first anyway."

"Please, call me Anne outside of school, I'm not one of your tutors."

"Yes, Anne."

"Will you be seeing Tanya?"

"I'm not sure, she's with her mum at the moment."

"Make sure she applies again, won't you."

"I'll pass that on."

"Thank you, bye for now."

"Bye."

Helen, who had been looking through the rails, had been ignored by Anne McIntosh.

"Who was she?"

"The Headmaster's wife."

"What did she mean by 're-apply', didn't Tanya get the job?"

"It's not right for me to answer that, but if the job came up again would you apply a second time?"

"Not if my mum is going to ruin it a second time."

"Don't let her go to the interview with you."

"I doubt I'll even get an interview, when mum gets involved I never get a second chance at anything. Most of the time I never even get a first chance."

"You're eighteen, your birthday was last month?"

"Yes, mum often lies about my age but I had to include a copy of my passport as proof of ID for the job application."

"Why would she do that?"

"I don't know, sometimes she'll add a year, sometimes deduct a year. I never get asked."

"Well, now you're eighteen you can do as you wish."

"I could hardly leave home, she won't let me have driving lessons and we live miles from a railway station or even any bus routes. Then I'd have nowhere to go."

"Is your father at home?"

"No, when mum went into Scottish politics he went South, I was still quite small at the time. Mum won't let me know where he lives."

"Politics?"

"She's standing for MP here in the general election."

"Are you related to Alex ...."

"... yes, mum's a second cousin."

"I see, are you going to college after your A levels?"

"I'm doing Highers not A levels, and no, probably not. My predicted grades aren't any good, I'm doing that deliberately to spite mum."

"Are you planning on failing your Highers then? It's a pain to retake them."

"No, I'll probably do those properly, but it'll be too late for many courses."

The door opened and Sandy Franklin came in. "Hi Tammy."

"Hi Sandy."

"Sarah's just said a jacket has come in that I asked for, it was a special order."

"I'll have a look."

There was a jacket on the end of one of the rails in the store that had an order slip pinned to it. Tammy brought it into the store and immediately noticed that Helen had gone.

"Is this it?"

"Yes, thank you."

Tammy checked the slip as sometimes Sarah demanded payment in advance and sometimes asked for a deposit. In this case nothing had been paid as yet.

"That's forty five pounds Sandy." Tammy put the jacket into a bag while Sandy looked for her card.

Tammy processed the card payment. "What happened to the girl who was in here?"

"Her mother came to the door, poor girl."

"Why do you say that?"

"Her mother had complained about me because I allowed the girl to browse the adult shelves." Sandy was manager of the Thurso library.

"When was this?"

"Last month."

"The girl turned eighteen last month."

"Yes, and sixteen year olds can access those shelves."

"So it was a frivolous complaint?"

"But I still had to go to Inverness for a disciplinary interview."

"You're joking?"

"If only, my manager apologised for dragging me over there but wanted to do it by the book in case she complained about him as well."

"That's sad, what was she aiming to achieve?"

"Publicity probably, she supplied a press release to the papers claiming that he daughter wasn't sixteen yet."

"Helen just said to me her mum sometimes misrepresented her age. Apparently she's standing for parliament."

"Yes, lying and cheating are vital skills for politicians."

Tammy laughed. "Helen had applied for a job at the school but Mrs Salmond dragged her out. Mind you, her mother accused me of being a member of staff."

"That reminds me, why are you in that suit today, you do look very business-like though?"

"We had a St George's day service at the school today and I was asked to read the lesson, although I didn't know that when I arrived there this morning. It was after the service that the interviews took place, I was first asked to look after Tanya and then the Salmonds."

"Poor you."

"I reckon on at least one complaint as there was no hot chocolate available."

"If it involved anyone else I would think you were winding me up, but I suspect you're telling the truth?"

Tammy nodded.

"How did Tanya get on?"

"She didn't get the job."

"Who did?"

"No-one, they're re-running the vacancy and Tanya has been told to re-apply."

"Is she going to be a problem on Saturday?"

"Not this time, Sandy."

"Good."

Part Thirteen   "Just Another Saturday"

 
Saturday 25th April
 
Tammy stretched, regretting the movement immediately. Glancing at the clock it was almost seven but she felt as if she hadn't had much sleep, if any. Tammy padded her way to her bathroom, sinking several glasses of cold water before making her way back to bed.

She recalled going to school for the sixth form meeting with Mr Thompson the previous day where the only issue was that John was missing. Apparently no-one had told the Deputy Head that John's absence had been authorised by Dr McIntosh. From there Tammy and Lori had gone to Sarah's shop, the plan was that Lori would do Tammy's Saturday shifts during the summer but some training was needed with sizing, styles, pricing, purchasing, bagging and customer service. Tammy meanwhile had the easier task of handling the large delivery that was just about to go in through the store's rear door when she'd parked out the back.

Tammy had made it indoors for dinner then received an invite from Tanya and John to join them for a drink at the Castletown that evening at eight thirty. Tammy had resisted but her mother had suggested it might be a good idea to have a few hours out so had driven her down there.

Her taxi had delivered Tammy home sometime around eleven.

That was it, she was hung-over. Laying back down didn't seem to help so she threw on a gown and slipped a pair of soft mules onto her feet before walking out of her room, not really looking where she was going.

"Morning, Tammy."

"Err?"

"Oh dear, I think you over-did it last night."

"Yes, Dad, no argument. Coffee?"

"Is that a request or a statement?"

"I was going to make one."

"I'm not sure you should make one, but I do agree you should have one, plus a few pints of water."

"Had a few glasses already."

"You need more, you're dehydrated. Coffee won't fix that, the caffeine will just help you think a bit clearer."

"Fine."

The pair walked into the kitchen, if Tammy had been expecting to find one of the staff then she would be mistaken as both Julie and Leanne had the day off. Richard sat her at the large kitchen table and put a pint glass of water in front of her.

"Drink this, I'll make us both a coffee but you get another pint of water to drink with your coffee."

"What about an aspirin?"

"That doesn't help. By the way, my guess is that you are not fit to drive and will not be fit to drive before ten or even eleven o'clock."

"Oh."

"You should have considered that last night."

"Elsie has asked me to run John and Tanya up there after the rehearsal. How am I going to do that?"

"It's a consequence you should have thought about. I'll see what we can do but your car stays here."

"Yes Dad."

"Remember that non-drivers won't have these considerations, John might have passed his test but he doesn't yet think like a driver whilst Tanya has never even had one lesson? If you were stopped or had an accident there's only one person in a vehicle who is responsible."

"The driver."

"Correct."

Richard returned to the kettle to pour steaming water into a cafetière whilst Tammy drained her glass. Leaving the coffee to percolate Richard refilled her glass.

"Do you want milk in your coffee?"

"No, not now, thanks."

Richard poured her a mug and put it in front of his daughter.

"I'll do you some toast, then you can get in that shower."

***

"Where's your car, Tammy?" Richard was pulling out of the theatre carpark having deposited Tammy and Angela next to John & Tanya.

"Thanks to the pair of you, parked at home with me unable to drive it."

"Uhhhh, why?" Tanya couldn't work it out.

"That third glass of wine last night meant I was over the limit this morning."

"Hey, we didn't force you to drink it, and does it matter?"

"John, was drink driving covered in your theory test?"

"Sort of, but it wasn't clear."

"Well, there's a rough calculation you can do, Dad explained it to me."

"Come on everyone, get changed!"

They acknowledged Iain Brown, the girls heading through one dressing room door and John through the other. With a few minutes to spare everyone was out on stage for Iain's pep talk.

"Thank you for being punctual, and I should thank everyone for leaving their ego at the stage door, if you forgot to do so please attend to it immediately."

Iain paused, allowing this to sink in.

"Let me remind you of the performance times and when I want you here. We have one show next Friday, two on Saturday and two on Sunday. The matinees start at three and I want you all here by one thirty. Evening performances start at eight and I want you here by six thirty. Those who do not live in the town might find it easier to bring sandwiches on Saturday and Sunday as you will not have long between the performances."

He acknowledged Jill Davison and Elsie McPherson who had just arrived, taking a front row seat.

"Every performance has sold out, Wednesday's rehearsal will now be a full production with the press and invited guests. Please be here by six, we will start at seven thirty."

That decision surprised a few of them, Tammy recalling that the weather had caused the cancellation of the press night for West Side Story.

"Finally, please do your best, I'll be out here and Sandy will be backstage manager. We do this for real today as this is the final rehearsal, we are also recording today's performance for the DVD."

The cast left the stage and the curtain dropped, as did the auditorium lighting. The stage itself was now fully dressed for the scenes on the bleak moor. It wasn't long before the sounds of an eerie wind could be heard backstage, Sandy sent the witches out ready for curtain up.

The performance went well, with one mild rebuke.

"John, I think you overdid the death scene."

"Sorry, Iain."

"Just don't overplay it, otherwise, it was very good. That goes for everyone."

It took nearly twenty minutes to clean off the stage make-up and get into their street clothes. They were almost done when Jill and Elsie walked into the dressing room.

"Well done ladies, this will be a great production for our theatre."

Tammy acknowledged on behalf of the female cast.

"Thanks Jill, it's closed for the refurb once we finished, isn't it?"

"Yes, Tammy, the contractors arrive here on Monday the fourth, that's Star Wars day for those who care about such things. We'll re-open with a few concerts, the next stage production will be Guys and Dolls in mid December, we will run auditions in September once everyone is back from holiday."

Elsie spoke. "I understand, Tanya, that you have a transport problem, fortunately I wanted to see the rehearsal."

"Thank you Elsie."

"Do you have a weekend bag with you?"

"No, they're at mum's salon, could we pick them up?" Tanya smiled, she'd remembered Tammy's advice.

"Of course. I'll be outside."

Angela walked over to Tammy, "how are we getting home?"

"I'm going with Lori to the shop, I was going to sort it out later."

"Oh."

"Look, if you ask nicely I'm sure Elsie will drop you at home."

"Okay."

Tammy went in search if Iain Brown before leaving the theatre.

"Can you tell me any more about what happened on Monday?"

"I'm sorry Tammy, it's an ongoing investigation."

"I want to know if I'm being targeted."

"We can't confirm that."

"Do you mean you have a suspicion but you're not prepared to tell me?"

"I didn't say or imply that."

"I hope I can have an answer soon, one of my good friends from London will be here for the show next week, and he's bound to ask me. Oh, he's a St Andrews old boy."

"I'm sure, Miss Smart, that you'll be told anything relevant. If you'll excuse me?"

Iain walked away, leaving Tammy near the stage door, Lori was waiting just outside, they started walking towards town.

"What was that about? Did you just have a go at Iain?"

"I needed an answer, it was a police matter."

"Police?"

"Iain is the local Chief Inspector."

"So you had a go at a senior police officer?"

"I suppose I did, unfortunately I'll be the least of his troubles if I don't have answers by next week."

"So the rumours are true?"

"What rumours?"

"That you're not to be messed with?"

Tammy laughed. "I'm a big softy, really."

"Come on Tammy, I've heard how you dealt with some teachers."

"If it hadn't been me I'm sure it would have been one of the others, it's just a question of knowing that you are right and having the evidence to back it up. If the person concerned is a hypocrite or discriminatory then they will come to notice."

"Did you have an agenda?"

"In what way?"

"Forcing the school to accept you back?"

"Lori, I didn't even know I was going to transition, so there was no plan at that point. All I knew was that I needed to finish my education and I was helped to do that but it took almost two months to achieve. I had help from people who believed in me when I had trouble believing in myself, that included my father, Elsie McPherson and the Headmaster. I was never told I couldn't be at school, not as such, but just that the school's rules specified that it was a school for boys, there was no agenda against me from the school in that regard. What was true was that the school needed to join the twenty-first century as it was stuck in the nineteenth. Once that was achieved I could continue my education on-site instead of using the messenger to receive and return work, so when I did return I was not behind with my studies. It's that change to the Terms of Association, the school's rules, that has permitted you to transition at school with nothing more than a shrink's letter."

"Okay, but what about Mr Small, Miss Stewart and Mr Wright?"

"Mr Small had an agenda and fell on his own knife, in both senses. Miss Stewart was personally out for me and is probably in a high security facility right now, whilst Mr Wright played up in front of the Head and resigned."

"So you didn't take them out yourself?"

"No, not directly."

They pair had crossed over the Thurso River and were now on Traill St where they met Saturday afternoon shoppers. That curtailed further vocal conversation, although Tammy did indicate she had a pressing need as Lori was dragged into Reid's Bakery.

"A tuna salad roll for me please Debbie, and whatever Lori is having."

"Oh, you're Lori - I'm Debbie, Tanya's big sister. What would you like?"

"Hi Debbie, a cheese and onion roll please."

"Coming right up, any cakes?"

"I'm on a diet," replied Lori.

"An apple Danish for me, thanks." Tammy handed over a tenner once Debbie finished making up the order. "That's seven pounds in all."

Next stop was the boutique.

"Where have you too been? I left the theatre half an hour ago."

"Walking, talking, getting lunch."

"You should have said, I grabbed mine when you were on the stage."

"Who looked after the shop?"

"No-one, I had to close it while I was at the theatre. I've asked Emily to be here next Saturday as it's a bank holiday weekend. Can one of you look after the shop while I do some admin?"

"Sure, I'll handle the shop, Lori have your lunch then we'll swap."

Tammy easily handled the few customers who came in, including her mum.

"I have something for you." Joan handed over a set of car keys.

"Thanks mum, where is it?"

"In the public carpark behind Olrig St."

"Okay, did Angela get home?"

"I don't know, your father and I went out two hours ago. We dropped your car off then went to Wick airport. Angela left her keys at home so she can't get in."

"She didn't want to wait with me so went up with Elsie."

"Typical! Is your phone on? I left my bag in your father's car."

"No, it was off while we were at the theatre and I forgot to turn it on."

A text came from Angela immediately.

No-one in and I can't find my keys. Phone battery very low

Tammy responded

Check with Leanne, she can let you in

Hadn't thought of that

"Sorted, mum. Thanks again for the keys."

"We'll head up there now."

"See you later."

Lori came from the stock room and sent Tammy to have her own lunch, she'd just started her pastry when her phone rang.

"Hello Dad."

"We can't find Angela."

"Did you check with Leanne?"

"She's not here, I remember Julie saying they were at a family event today."

"Could she have walked over to Elsie's?"

"I'll call her. Are John and Tanya there?"

"Yes, Dad, but I'm on my way."

Tammy quickly explained to Sarah what was going on then ran to her car. Five minutes later she pulled into the drive of Dunbankin, Richard was just returning from Elsie's on one of the golf buggies.

"Elsie's not seen Angela since she was dropped off."

"Damn, I hate to start thinking the worst but with everything that's been happening ....."

"Tammy, right now we have nothing to go on so before we call in the cavalry let's search the place from top to bottom."

"Okay."

"I'll do indoors, you check outside."

"Where's mum?"

"Worrying herself sick."

With Leanne away Tammy ignored the converted barn and started checking the other outbuildings. The wood store was open on one side and hadn't been disturbed but the kitchen store was locked. Tammy took her keys out of her shoulder bag and tried the lock but it wouldn't turn.

She was mindful that keys have been known to snap in the lock so was careful, but still couldn't get the key to turn. Finally she leant on the door and the key turned. Tammy flung the door open to find shelving and a large chest freezer but no Angela. She then had trouble securing the door.

The next building contained gardening tools and a self-propelled mower, even though new turfing wasn't being laid until the following week, replacing a patchwork lawn. Again, there was no Angela.

Tammy walked back towards the barn just as Richard came back out of the house. "Nothing?" "No, Dad."

Tammy opened the side door of the barn, work was due to start in here on Monday to build a pool and exercise area. The door up to Leanne's flat was locked and Tammy didn't have a key. Her father, however, opened the door and called out for Angela. There was no reply.

"I'll go in and search if necessary, but I need to call Leanne first."

"Surely you can just go in there?"

"It's Leanne's personal space and we have no evidence Angela could have opened the door."

"Okay. What about the studio?"

"Does Angela have a key for that?"

"I'm not sure."

They walked to the far end of the barn and up the staircase to a closed door. Richard used his keys to open the door.

Inside a large high-backed black chair was in front of a mixing desk but there was no sign of anyone, until the chair jiggled slightly. Tammy moved closed to get a closer look, Angela was sat with headphones on her head, clearly listening to something. Her eyes were closed, she was lost in her own mind; this ended when Richard reached over and unplugged the headphones.

"What?"

"We've been looking for you."

"I was here, the door was ajar."

"It was closed, we've just searched the whole place, could you have sent a text or left a note?"

"My phone died and I couldn't see any paper. Anyway, I was going to come indoors when I knew someone was back."

"That might have been okay for you, young lady, but it was only a week ago that an attempt was made on you. Look at it from my perspective."

Angela started to cry, "sorry, sorry, sorry."

"I'll let your mother know you're safe, then I have to call Elsie. It's a good job we hadn't called the police."

Richard left the studio, Tammy offered her sister a tissue.

"Come on, Angela, dry your eyes then show me how to work this desk."

Part Fourteen   "Driven To Distraction"

 
Monday 27th April
 

"How was school, Tammy?"

"It was okay Dad, but I was only there for an hour or so."

"Where's Angela?"

"I left her there, she wanted to work in the library."

"Okay, Pru has a message for you and I'll be outside with the contractors."

"I'll grab a coffee first."

A few minutes later Tammy let herself into the office.

"Hi Tammy, I took a call for you."

"On the secure phone?"

"Yes, but it's not one of the names I recognised, she said her name was Miss Bull from Caithness Marine Research, can she see you at the flat on Thursday?"

"Okay, Dave Brown is due in town on Thursday or Friday so it's probably connected to his visit, can you call her back?"

"She said she wouldn't be at that number for a few days and couldn't give me a mobile number."

"Oh, I guess that means we're stuck."

"Yes, sorry."

"It's not your fault, Pru. Is there anything else?"

"Elsie McPherson has confirmed Dave Brown arrives Thursday afternoon and has tickets for the opening night."

"Did you book tickets for mum and dad?"

"Yes, the Friday evening performance as well. I hear that first night nerves can be awful."

Tammy giggled, "it was a memorable opening night last time, that's for certain, I'm hoping for a quiet evening this time!"

"I read about it."

"So did most people in the Highlands, so much for keeping a low profile."

"Oh, did you want me to book your flights for when you finish school?"

"Not yet, as things stand I have no idea what's happening here, let alone London or Cornwall."

"Understood."

There was a loud noise outside, Tammy quickly left the office and looked out the rear as a waste skip was being dropped alarmingly close to her car.

"Tammy?"

"Yes Dad?"

"Get your keys, I suggest we park by the tool store for now?"

She made her way up to her room once her Mini was in a safer position and settled down with the set book One Day In The Life Of Ivan Denisovich. Every time she read it new phrases and emotions were evident in the words, carrying Tammy off to Solzhenitsyn's gulag. She didn't hear her bedroom door open.

"I've just had Gerald on the phone."

"Oh Dad, was it the court case?"

"Yes, your mother was in court for a sentencing hearing this morning."

Tara Smart, now Tara Simpson, had been arrested in London with an Albanian fraudster and terrorist the previous December.

"And?"

"She had pleaded guilty to being an accessory to fraud and was given a suspended sentence of five years plus a fine of £10,000. The other charges were dropped."

"So she doesn't go to prison?"

"If she commits anther offence then prison is likely but otherwise, no."

"What about the fine?"

"Gerald and I made provision for that and withheld it from the divorce settlement, although we did allow for up to £50,000."

"What did her solicitor say?"

"Not much, he barely said a word during the hearing as far as I'm aware."

"What's she doing now?"

"That's where it gets difficult, the main trial isn't until late July so the others are not going to be pleased with her. I'd like to think she can keep her head down but that's not her style."

"Where is she?"

"She's been moved from her flat and Gerald doesn't know where she's gone."

"I guess she can't come here?"

"That would be awkward, Tammy, plus wouldn't they actually look for her here first?"

"I guess so."

"It does mean that we'll have to look at your personal security again, all of ours for that matter."

"Should I talk to Dave Brown about that?"

"That maybe a good idea, but we'll have to look at security here as well. Wait until he's up here later in the week."

Looking out of her window Tammy could see work starting on multiple fronts.

"Can we trust the workmen, Dad?"

"I hope so, I didn't want to do a local firm out of business but I brought the builders in from Aberdeen as they have a track record in pools and conversions. I told their MD I wanted it done discretely as otherwise our neighbour could complain! The turfers come from Inverness and should have the lawn done today."

"Did they know of Elsie?"

"No, but I gave the guy a wonderful description and offered a bonus for finishing without a single complaint."

"Good idea, but what about that skip?"

"That's a different firm unfortunately and there's no quiet way to deal with a steel skip."

"They'll still have to excavate the barn floor for the pool?"

"It's not that thick, just four inches of steel reinforced concrete on gravel, it'll break up easily."

"Would that have been strong enough for the farm machinery?"

"Most of the farmland was sold off twenty years ago and I bet the barn hasn't been in agricultural use for thirty, if not longer. George Doherty said the floor was relaid about ten years ago when the flat and studio conversion was done."

"Sounds good, when's lunch?"

***

Tammy returned to her work but was mindful that there was a limit to how much revision was beneficial. She had another two weeks before her first exam and didn't want to wear herself out, or get wound up, before the exams started.

A welcome break came mid afternoon.

"Tammy, Joan's got a meeting after school so could you pick up Angela?"

"Sure."

Tammy left her car outside the main entrance and headed for the library. Several of the sixth form were working in there, judging by the books it was a history revision group.

Angela told Tammy that John wanted to see her. It seemed she'd missed him in the library by a few minutes to tried the common room, having missed him by seconds apparently. Without thinking Tammy went into the accommodation wing and up to the sixth form rooms on the top floor. She knocked on his door.

"Hi Tammy, I was just coming back down to see you."

"John, I'm not sure it's appropriate for me to be here."

"I trust you, and I'd hope you trust me, although I don't remember there being any rule about students in each-others' dorms."

"I'm pretty sure that's not what you wanted to ask?"

"No, my Dad has sent me money to buy a car but I need to go have a look."

"So you'd like me to take you?"

"Yes, please."

"When?"

"Tomorrow?"

"Straight after breakfast?"

"That's excellent."

"Just the two of us?"

"Sure, I want to surprise Tanya."

"That suits me."

"Also, can we do a maths paper together?"

"Wednesday? We've got workmen in so it might be easier to study here?"

"Sounds like a plan."

Tammy gave John a peck on the cheek before walking back down to the library. "Ready, Angela?"

 
Tuesday 28th April
 

Tammy decided to leave the house before any of the contractors arrived. She'd now discovered that although the firm was from Aberdeen they were staying in town to avoid the lousy drive each morning and evening, they were due at the house at eight, Tammy was in the refectory half an hour before that.

"John, I was told the interviews last week were originally planned for the Friday but were moved onto Thursday as the Head was busy, any idea what it was?"

"The rumour is that he had to attend a meeting with one or more of the teachers unions."

"That doesn't sound too bad?"

"The thing is, it could have something to do with the recent death of a teacher, a resignation, a sacking or the plan for female boarding students? You can't speculate."

"I guess not, I suppose we would be told if it was relevant?"

"Yes, let's get some food."

John had a list of car dealers and the stock they held and had scribbled notes against several of the cars.

"My dad gave me as much advice as he could over the phone but told me I had to sort out my own mistakes."

"Yeah, but buying a car for the first time is not a subject covered in school."

"But hot-wiring is covered in some schools!"

Their first dealer was in Wick, arriving just after eight forty-five, a sign said it was open from nine . They'd managed a decent walk around the open plot before a salesman approached, not really convinced that any car met John's needs and budget. They were stood at the time next to a three year old European standard hatchback, made in some Eastern state.

"Nice car, Mr ......."

"Hibbert."

"It's had one careful owner, low mileage, great for fuel economy and is low insurance too. Are you looking for something simple for the girlfriend?"

Tammy snorted.

"She's not my girlfriend. Come on Tammy."

She climbed back into her Mini Cooper and executed a quick exit from the place.

"Blimey Tammy, how did he make that assumption?"

"John, don't be naive, people see what looks like a couple. Did you see him check my fingers for rings? At least he didn't accuse me of being your wife."

"Now that really would be funny."

Tammy shut up, she had a soft spot for John but wouldn't get in the way of Tanya. Did this mean she would accept a relationship with a boy, a man?

"Slow down!"

Tammy eased her foot off the throttle. "Sorry, I was distracted. Where are we going?"

"Out towards the airport for the next one."

They were again left to wander around the cars but Tammy noted they had been spotted when she got out of the car. After twenty minutes John had picked out a couple of possibilities, with Tammy's input. They walked back towards the office.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

"I need a car, I'm just finishing school and it has to get me to work in Inverness or Aberdeen even in the snow." Tammy decided to wander away, but stayed within earshot.

"What caught your eye?"

John walked over to the nearest vehicle that was on his short list and examined the pros and cons, he was getting comfortable speaking to this dealer. One factor that was oft quoted was the nought to sixty time. By the time they'd moved the the third, and final, short-listed vehicle John was snared. He'd so far resisted telling the guy his top limit but Tammy knew he would have to supplement his father's gift. The final straw was when John was led to a car that was substantially over his limit and John was almost ready to buy it.

Tammy walked over, "John, dear, your fiancée will get suspicious if you spend too long away."

"What, Tammy?"

Turning to the salesman, Tammy apologised then pulled John a safe distance away.

"Can't you see what he was doing?"

"I can afford it."

"John, you're about to setup a home almost from scratch; the pair of you will need new clothes, household items, furniture, supplies, and there will be bills for heating, lighting, telephone etc. If you blow all of your savings on the car you'll not be able to afford any of that." She didn't say that Tanya, or her mother, could not afford to put much in.

"Oh."

"Tell the guy we've got a few more to see and that we'll be back. I'll wait here."

The dealer looked disappointed but Tammy guessed this was part of the act. One or two of the cars would have been adequate for John's needs and were a good price, so they might be back, maybe.

Tammy drove the pair back into Thurso and went to a small dealership in an industrial zone to the south of the town. There were ten or so cars here and none were on John's list.

The dealer explained. "Most of my stock is only here for twenty four hours, just enough time to clean them, check them and put a price on them. Did you want a price for the Cooper?"

"No thanks, I like it."

"I've seen you around town in it. Now, how can I help you?"

John explained his needs.

"I see, most of the time you'll just be travelling locally - so I guess economy is preferable to top speed?" John nodded. "Have you considered automatic or manual?"

"I learnt in a manual."

"With the icy roads you might be better in a manual. What do you think?" He turned to Tammy.

"I had advanced training in a manual before I took my test, I just haven't tried it out in my Mini yet. I'm only a friend, by the way."

"There's no such thing as only a friend, I suspect you're the more experienced driver by some way so this young man could do with your help." he paused. "If I don't think there's a car here that suits your needs, I won't sell you a car, any car. It may be that I will get a car in tomorrow that meets your requirements and price range in which case I'll call you straight away. Now, let's have a look at what's here."

They left half an hour later empty handed but feeling happier, Tammy drove John back to school, arriving shortly before eleven. As she pulled up in the rear carpark her phone pinged.

Do you have an explanation for spending the morning with my man!

Ask him, but can you wait for a day or two - it's a surprise?

"John, you'll have to say something to her - I don't want another incident!"

"Neither do I. I'll handle Tanya."

"Okay, I need a coffee."

"Aren't you going home?"

"They're digging a hole in the barn about 50m from my window, I won't get any work done."

"We've got time to do that test paper then, if we use my room I can make you a latté?"

"Okay, so long as Tanya's spies don't find out!"

They finished the ninety minute paper with a few minutes to spare. As they left John's room they were seen by James Hunter.

"Oh, look what we have here?"

Tammy laughed, "you can't intimidate me!"

"I bet John's girlfriend would like to hear about this?" John meanwhile was going red.

"James, if Tanya knew you were spreading false rumours we'd probably find you hung, drawn and quartered using a pair of curling tongs and thinning scissors."

Tammy linked her arm with John and pulled him towards the refectory.

"I'm dead meat, Tammy."

"No you're not, he'll get over it."

"A week ago you wouldn't go to my room on your own and now we've spent an hour and a half in there. What changed?"

"We believe that there's nothing in the school rules preventing two students being together in a dorm plus yesterday you said we can both trust each-other, can't we?"

"Yes, Tammy."

Part Fifteen   "Pressing Issues"

 
Wednesday 29th April
 

"Tammy, the Head wants to see you and John immediately after breakfast."

"I wasn't told yesterday, what's it about?"

"I don't know, but I suggest you get moving?"

"Yes, Mum."

"Don't 'yes mum' like that, Miss Smart."

"Erm, yes, erm, no Mum."

"Angela wants to go in early, can you take her too?"

"Sure."

Once again this enabled Tammy to escape the arrival of the contractors. The guys doing the new lawn had returned on Tuesday to roll it flat, which also helped meld the seams. When she'd returned home after three it looked spectacular, apart from the signage which warned, inevitably, to keep off the grass.

Breakfast in the refectory was uneventful but John was looking pensive, he clearly knew nothing about the Head's request either.

"Tammy, I'm sure we're in trouble."

"John, we've done nothing wrong."

The pair hadn't seen the Head at breakfast so went to his study with Tammy now inheriting John's worry. The school secretary Janet Adams diverted them to the conference room via her office.

"Come in, let me introduce you to our 2015 St Andrews Ambassadors, Mr John Hibbert and Miss Tamara Smart."

The Head asked the pair to take a seat before introducing the rest of those present.

"You, of course, know Mr Davison, Chair of Governors and Mrs McPherson. This is Miss Hilary Bull of Caithness Marine Research and Mr William Younger of Highlands Graphic Productions. Mr Younger produces our annual prospectus and is an old boy."

Tammy remembered a conversation with her PA, Pru, a few days earlier that mentioned a Miss Bull and the reference to the cover story for an intelligence facility certainly piqued her interest.

"Now, Miss Smart and Mr Hibbert, as you may be aware the school prospectus is produced annually in September and October so it can be distributed before Christmas of each year. Obviously in October we did not know that we would be admitting female students into the sixth form for the 2015 to 2016 academic year. Given that the budget for the prospectus had already been used we were concerned how to promote the initial dozen female spaces for the lower sixth that will be available for September. Miss Bull contacted me at the beginning of this week and made a proposition that looked very attractive."

The Head paused to take a sip of water then nodded at Miss Bull, who took over.

"I have offered to sponsor the production of a new school prospectus for the sixth form, including full financial sponsorship for one girl per year initially for the next five years. I'd like Mr Hibbert and Miss Smart involved in the prospectus, plus I would like to offer Miss Smart a role with my new research facility. I understand that Mr Hibbert already has a posting with a firm of solicitors?"

John nodded whilst Tammy beamed, mostly for the benefit of the others present. "Thank you, I would obviously need to discuss details?"

"Certainly, why don't we meet tomorrow morning at the Castletown for coffee at ten? I think Mr Younger needs some of your time too?"

William Younger was up next. "Thank you, I am hoping we can do most of the photography on Friday and the remainder on Tuesday and Wednesday, if that won't interfere with your studies?"

Tammy looked at the Head for confirmation before replying for herself an John.

"Mr Younger, we'll be available from eight thirty each day if necessary."

"Excellent, could I have an email address so the stylist and make-up artist can contact you?"

Tammy reached into her bag and handed over a card. "Ah, organised, I see."

The Head declared the meeting closed and everyone started to leave.

"Miss Smart, Mr Hibbert, could you hold for a moment, my room please?"

The Head was stood with the two governors. "Close the door." He didn't ask them to sit.

"I understand, Miss Smart, that you spent some time working alone with Mr Hibbert yesterday?"

"Yes Sir, building work meant I couldn't work at home, John and I were doing a test paper and needed a quiet space. There simply wasn't anywhere else that was free."

"I see, and I would imagine that everything was above board, but whispers were heard by the staff last night. It is not that you are not trusted, far from it, but we'll need to put a rule in place before September in order to prevent amorous activities and that means setting an example now."

"Yes, Sir."

"Therefore the rule shall be that male dorms will be off-limits to female students and vice-versa. Whether or not students associate off-premises is not relevant, the issue here is one of image over substance."

"Yes, Sir."

"Having said that, I'd imagine that Mr Younger will need photos of a female student in a typical dorm, even though we have not yet built the accommodation. Therefore your former dorm, next to Mr Hibbert's, will be re-designated as a female dorm temporarily and will be redecorated in the next twenty four hours. It is your's to use and the interconnecting door will be unlocked. You can collect your key from Mrs Adams on Friday."

"What about the other students, Sir?"

"It's your room, that's the end of it. Just don't spend the night there, please, that would be a step too far."

Tammy giggled. "Of course, Sir."

"Now, what do you know about Miss Bull?"

"This was the first time I've ever met or spoken to her, Sir, but she did ring my house on Monday and I am the landlord for Caithness Marine Research. Mr Brown is familiar with the organisation and arrives tomorrow as far as I'm aware."

Elsie nodded, "he's staying with me and we'll both be at the first night."

"As will I," added the Head whilst Harry Davison nodded. "I believe we're done? I will issue a notice at lunchtime concerning the room."

Tammy and John left quickly but didn't talk until they reached the common room.

"Tammy, I was expecting a full disciplinary but we got out of it?"

"See, the Head is pretty good at working these things out."

"Okay, but what's going on with this research lot?"

"They are leasing the flat from me as office space. I didn't know anything about the offer before that woman mentioned it and I'm suspicious."

"So would I be, what with an offer like that out of the blue. Is she, like, a spy?"

"How would I know? So far I've dealt with an accountant and a couple of analysts!" Tammy regretted saying this but knew she could trust John. "I'll meet her tomorrow morning. Anyway, I need to get you to the theatre tonight."

"The press night!"

"Yes, what time did Iain say?"

"Half past six."

"Damn, that doesn't give you enough time to eat, you'll have to eat with us, unless you get a better offer?"

"I'll call Sandy, then can you drop me down there? I can't wait to sort out a car, to get my own transport. I'll go pack an overnight bag, I suggest you don't follow me!"

John walked out as James came into the common room, accompanied by one of the lower sixth, Gerry. The younger boy was short for his age, James towered over him.

"Oh dear, Tammy, I'm hearing all sorts of things. It's amazing what a couple of rumours can do! I hear you and John were called in by the Head."

"Want a wager?"

"Why?"

"I bet by the end of today I will not only have free access to the accommodation block but I'll even have my old room back."

"You're on!"

"Twenty."

"Done."

James turned to Gerry, "you see Geraldine, that's twenty she'll owe me and you're the witness!" With that done, James departed, no doubt to spread more news.

"Gerry, has he called you that before?" The boy nodded. "Does anyone else call you that?"

"Only him, but I bet it won't be long before others do."

"When did it start?" Tammy indicated the boy should sit down, having swept her skirt from under as she herself sat, opposite.

"Two weeks ago, when we returned after the Easter break. My mother accidentally packed something of my sister's clothes, I was emptying out my case when James walked past, I usually leave the door to my dorm open."

"Why didn't you just tell him?"

"He won't listen, so I just keep my head down."

"If he's any trouble please tell me or John Hibbert."

"He'll be after you for that twenty later, with me as the witness."

"I wouldn't worry about James, or that twenty pounds, he'll be keeping his own head down by the time the day's out."

"That's easy for you to say."

"Hey, in my lower sixth year I did everything I could to keep out of everyone's way. It was last November when things changed for me, in many different ways."

"Yeah, many different ways." Gerry's head was hung low.

"You can speak to Mrs Small if you wish, what you say to her remains private, most of the time."

"Most of the time?"

"Unless she thought you were unwell, going to hurt yourself, had hurt someone else - that sort of thing. It's called 'duty of care'."

"Who did you speak to, that was before Mrs Small started working here?"

"I was spoken to by a lady called Jill who works at Thurso Hospital, then I found I had lots of friends."

"And a few enemies?"

"Them as well, but they're gone."

"I saw you and John Hibbert outside the Head's office, you looked scared."

"I didn't know what was going to happen, anyway it was only John and me versus five."

"Five?"

"The Head, two governors and two people from outside the school."

"I would have been scared."

"It's fear of the unknown. Look, if you arrange to see Mrs Small and want someone there then John or I will be around."

"Thanks, can I call you Tammy?"

"Everyone else does, just not the lower years, okay?"

"Sure, thank you."

They both stood, Tammy approached and gave Gerry a half hug, holding his shoulders. That was the exact moment that John chose to re-enter the room, carrying his case.

"Put him down, he's too barely out of nappies!" John laughed but Gerry fled.

"John, that was insensitive, he's been bullied by James Hunter since Easter and I think he has some emotional issues; you've just made it worse. I think you can make your own way into town today."

Tammy grabbed her jacket and bag, heading straight for the rear carpark. She wanted to speak to Joan herself but felt Gerry should make the first move, if possible.

It was half past nine when Tammy arrived back, barely two hours since leaving home. All seemed quiet but she checked on Pru first.

"That Miss Bull turned up at the school today, her first name Hilary."

"I'll note that, thanks. I've had a call from a Sophie Grieve, Heather is in hospital and you're not to call her."

"Okay, I guess that does mean not to book my flights yet."

"You can get a flight at short notice so that isn't a problem."

"Anything else?"

"A call from your mother, she's on her way here, she left London this morning by train."

"Damn."

"Your father used slightly stronger language."

"Where is he?"

"Outside, I think."

"Thanks, Pru. Did you speak to my mother?"

"No, your father took the call just as I arrived this morning."

"Any indication where she was?"

"No, it was a mobile number."

"I would ask where she got the house number but she had visited town at the end of January and we're probably in the phone book! I hope she doesn't want to stay here."

"I can guess that wouldn't be easy."

"Correct, can you leave her number on the desk for me? I'd best let Julie know I'm here for lunch."

"Okay, I'll let you know if I hear anything else."

"Thanks Pru."

Once her feeding requirements, including an earlier dinner, had been sorted out Tammy went out the back. In place of yesterday's full skip was now an empty one, most of the excavation work had been completed but it still looked like a hole in the ground rather than a pool.

"Hi Tammy, did you see Pru?"

"Yes, I thought mum would have had more sense?"

"Don't forget, she's lost everything so believes that coming up here will fix her life."

"And destroy our's, Dad?"

"That's an unkind way of looking at it."

"Anyway, I have news about Miss Bull."

"The one who phoned on Monday?"

"Yes. She's connected to Dave Brown's lot and wants to meet me at the hotel in the morning."

"Oh, no-one's mentioned her before."

"No, but she was in a meeting with the Head this morning, Harry and Elsie were also there. She's talking about me working for the Marine Research lot once it's up and running."

"That would give you a good reason to be there."

"I guess so."

"Did you want me to accompany you tomorrow?"

"If you're free."

"We'll see in the morning."

"Thanks, Dad. I'm going up to do some work."

***

Tammy and Angela arrived at the theatre at six fifteen, with Tammy still enjoying the thrill of driving herself there. Tammy slipped into the makeup chair once she had taken off her jacket. Joanne was plainly concerned.

"What did you say to John today?"

"Start me on the easy stuff, please."

"Well he phoned the shop mid-morning and Sandy was just saying he should apologise to you, what was that about? Of course it's half day for her today so he would have to walk from Traill St up to Sandy's house after using the school minibus at lunchtime, but it gets complicated."

"The silly wotsit put his foot in his mouth and upset someone I was just getting through to, now I'm worried for the kid."

"So you left John there?"

"Yes, otherwise I would have brought him into town late morning. What was the complication?"

"Sandy's son David is staying for a few days so there's no bed for John."

"Oh, well, he'll have to go back to school tonight."

Josie, Lori and Tanya arrived almost at the same time. Anything Tanya wanted to say was kept to herself. Gradually each of the girls was made-up and dressed ready for the show, Tammy guessed that something similar was happening in the boys' dressing room. It wasn't long before Sandy Franklin, this evening's stage director, came to check on the girls.

"We have about eighty out there so it's not a full house by any stretch but there's plenty of press and persons of self-appointed importance in the audience. The main thing is to play it as best you can. We don't need any press coverage in order to sell any remaining tickets, we managed that weeks ago, but every little bit of publicity helps, especially for future productions, donations and those important grants. Oh, I've been told we'll do an introduction before the play starts, I'll sort out the order in a minute. When you go out there Iain will give your name, character name and maybe say a few words about you."

The presentation went in an order that seemed to make sense even if it bore no relation to any known list. The witches led the procession, Lori was thankfully described simply as a new member of the theatre company, alongside Josie. Angela had moved from being a lighting technician to acting so that had a special mention.

The rest of the cast were introduced, leaving the principle actors until last, Iain bringing Tammy on from stage right and John from stage left.

"Finally, but by no means least, Macbeth and Lady Macbeth, played by Mr John Hibbert and Miss Tamara Smart. Both were involved in West Side Story last year and stepped up to take lead roles this time round. Like many of our cast members they are about to take their Highers or A Levels and head onto university although we hope to see John and Tamara again in the Autumn."

Tammy caught John's eye but couldn't determine what he was thinking. Before long they were in the green room while the stage was readied forthe first scene. Given the proximity of the green room to the stage, conversations were not allowed. Tammy retreated to the female dressing room as she wasn't needed for a few scenes, Tanya followed.

"John was really pissed at you."

"Tanya, he caused a vulnerable boy to run away just after I said the kid could call on John for support, that makes me look like I don't care."

"You were hugging the boy."

"I was re-assuring him, some good that did."

"He should have gone to Angela's mum."

"I told him to do that but said he could ask me or John to be there, instead John bursts in the room, tries to make a joke and the boy fled. I'm half inclined to drive up to the school now to make sure he's okay."

"And screw the press night?"

"Yes Tanya, I'm concerned what the boy might do."

"Then perhaps you should have stayed and not run away yourself?"

"Maybe, maybe, but he wouldn't be able to get out of school before late afternoon, even then would need a pass."

"Look, John won't tell me what this surprise is?"

"That's for John, and if he wants my help he'd best apologise to me and Gerry."

"Can you take him back to school after we finish? Please? For me?"

"Yes, if he apologises."

Tammy heard Sandy call her.

"Got to go, the public and the press need me."

Part Sixteen   "Photo evidence"

 
Thursday 30th April
 

"Good morning Tammy, Mr Smart."

Tammy and her father had just arrived at the Castletown Hotel for a meeting with Hilary Bull, finding her in a secluded corner of the lounge. They waited until the barman had brought their coffees before Richard felt comfortable exchanging more than just pleasantries.

"Miss Bull, could you please tell me how you know of us?"

"Mr Smart, I have been aware of your family for the past six months, including all the nastier business in Thurso and London. Please don't ask me to be too specific in a public environment."

"Okay, so what's your connection to Caithness Marine Research?"

"I'm on the Board and have been appointed as the Operations Director."

"Who are the other directors?"

"Mr Brown, Mr Meach and Mr Edmunds all of whom you've met." Tammy realised this meant the intelligence services, police and HM Customs were all involved.

"Who is the chairman?"

"Miss Osborne."

"I don't know a Miss Osborne, Miss Bull."

"Your daughter may, Mr Smart, she's Heather Young's manager."

"Jenny? How is Heather? I haven't spoken to her for a week or so." All Tammy knew was that Heather had gone into hospital, nothing more.

"I don't have an update, Tammy, but you're due to see her in June and that should go ahead as planned."

Richard decided he needed more, even if Hilary's bona-fides seemed to have been established.

"What is the nature of the business and how will it benefit my daughter's education?"

"It's maritime-based research work for our clients. Tammy may be asked to undertake some research or help me with the company. It will be a part time salaried role and will be tailored to fit into her formal studies."

They paused as coffees were sipped.

"What's the renummeration, Miss Bull?"

"£35,000 pa pro-rata initially, plus benefits."

"Contract?"

"We'll draw that up, it'll be a week or so before it's ready."

"I see, how long before the centre is operational?"

"I'm here to get it off the ground, which primarily means kitting out the offices but one key aspect is getting the name known. Mr Brown and Mr Meach are old boys of St Andrews so will be helping with connecting us to their contacts. Obviously, once Tammy's name and the school have been associated with the company we can use that to good effect, I feel it will work well for all of us. Subject to a site meeting tomorrow, the contractors will start the refurbishment on Monday. I've allowed two weeks for us to be fully operational."

"I hope you are aware, Miss Bull, that my exams start in two weeks?"

"I am, but please call me Hilary. You won't be asked to become involved in any live project work until you return from Cornwall."

"So what could I do? I will have down time from exams and revision."

"Training mostly, plus helping me set up the office."

Richard needed to know a little more, "You haven't really told us Miss Bull, what the actual work will be?"

"As the name implies, Mr Smart, the main function is maritime research, driven by the requirements of our clients. Some clients will be commercial, requiring surveys and location investigations, some will be government." She let it hang there.

Tammy's phone beeped.

Car dealer just called, there's a car available. Do you forgive me?

Tammy tapped a response to John.

I guess you would like some transport?

Yes please, when can you pick me up?

"Sorry Hilary, but my friend needs some help, he's the one you met yesterday."

"Mr Hibbert?"

"Yes, Dad, can you run me home so I can get my car?"

"Sure, I think we're done."

"Tammy, before you go, can we meet at three tomorrow at the research centre?"

"Research centre?"

"That will be the official name of the office."

"Okay, I should be done at the school by then."

***

"Tammy, I went to apologise to Gerry Anders at breakfast but he won't talk to me."

"I'm not surprised, John, you did charge right in, just as I was getting through to him."

"There's a rumour that he's another one, like you, Angela and Lori."

"Let me guess, James Hunter told you?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

"He started it. Do you know where Gerry is?"

"He should be in class, morning break finished ten minutes ago, although I don't know his timetable. Can we get going?"

"Sure, but I want to see Joan, Mrs Small, first."

"I'd best come along."

Joan was, unsually, available.

"I've fifteen minutes before my next appointment, I'd guess this isn't a social call?"

"No, Mum."

"Tammy!"

"It's only John, not some strange boy?"

"Hmmm, even so. What's the problem?"

Tammy explained what she'd been told by Gerry Lancer. John completed the story by including what he'd heard that morning. Tammy summed up the situation.

"I'm not convinced this is any more than a genuine mistake compounded by bullying."

"I see, thank you both for telling me. The young man is currently in his dorm claiming to be unwell, I think I'll pay a house call if he doesn't come down for lunch. I'll have to inform Mr Thompson, however, with what you've told me."

Joan dismissed the pair, stating that her next appointment was imminent.

"Tammy I didn't know any of that."

"John, I'm not going to repeat myself, but you have to restrain yourself. If you want to go into the legal business that kind of behaviour will make it a very short career.

They'd reached the school secretary's office, on their way to the rear carpark.

"Miss Smart, could you come into my office?"

John followed Tammy, sensibly closing the door behind him.

"What is it Janet?"

"The contractors are in your old room at the moment, come and see me after breakfast tomorrow for the key."

"Okay, I'm planning on behing here early."

"I'm told you'll be needed by wardrobe and make-up at nine."

"Okay."

"Make-up? Wardrobe?" John seemed confused, but Tammy just accepted the information.

"Yes Mr Hibbert, that's what I've been told. It's possible you'll be needed as well so please wash your hair tonight or early tomorrow."

"Err, fine."

Tammy and John finally made it to the rear carpark, it was a ten minute drive to the car dealership.

"Good morning, Mr Hibbert."

"Hello, what do you have for me?"

The dealer suggested the pair followed him.

"This is a Vauxhall Meriva Breeze that arrived here yesterday afternoon. It's three years old with an MOT certificate that's valid until Easter next year."

He gave John a sheet that contained all the specifications.

"As you can see, it's economical with fuel and is fully equipped. It should be suitable for running around town, or heading into Inverness or even further afield. At five thousand pounds it's a bargain. Do you want a test drive?"

John did, but Tammy opted to wait for them to return. Her phone pinged from her bag.

I can't get hold of John and he's not at school?"

Tammy needed to be careful.

He's with me but is busy right now, where are you?

Are you revising?

No, but it's to do with your surprise.

Not fair, when will I be told?

Where will you be in an hour?

I'm coming out of school at twelve thirty then walking into town.

Wait by the school carpark.

Okay.

John and the car dealer returned from their quick test drive twenty minutes later.

"There you go John, I'll give you some time to think about it."

He walked away.

"Tammy, what's your thoughts?"

"It's bright red so you won't have trouble finding it!"

"Thanks, not! Look, do you think Tanya will like it?"

"You need to ask her that question; you will be driving it and it's up to her whether or not she gets in."

"I suppose so."

"I'm sorry to be harsh John, but until she learns to drive you'll end up as a taxi service. If she doesn't like red cars, for example, then she can walk! I had the same trouble before I passed my test, having to rely on others. I couldn't be overly choosy."

"Okay, okay, what about the car?"

"It looks clean, I suggest you ask for the logbook and the service history. What would you do about insurance?"

"Dad told me to ring this guy he uses and it'll be insured straight away."

"That's useful, off you go! I'll wait by my car."

It was another twenty minutes before the formalities had been completed and John was handed the key. Tammy saw him shake the dealer's hand before walking over to where Tammy was waiting.

"Well, thanks."

"Do you know your way around the area yet? We've got somewhere to go first."

"We do?"

"Yes, Thurso High School."

"Why?"

"Follow me."

They pulled out onto the road, John following Tammy. She was painfully aware that John was a very inexperienced driver, not that she had much road time herself as yet. She deliberately maintained 27mph in the 30mph limit, ensuring that John wouldn't accidentally speed. Once through the centre of town she indicated to pull into the High School's carpark. John was plainly concentrating on following rather than paying attention to where he had just arrived, although he fortunately did manage to pull up before running into the back of Tammy's parked car.

Tanya walked over as John exited the car, Tammy decided to leave the pair to themselves, making a quick exit. John would have to be responsible for his own actions now.

As she arrived at Dunbankin' the lawn contractors were leaving, having also installed low-level path lighting and a few raised beds. It looked good, but it meant Tammy had to wait on the road for a minute before the contractor's vehicles had left.

Once into the paddock at the rear of the house, Tammy parked up. Work was progressing on the swimming pool in the barn but all that had really happened was they had finished digging up the floor. One side of the barn was also exposed, open to the elements. A glass wall would go here so that artificial lighting could be kept to a minimum. Several deliveries had arrived during the morning and these were covered in plastic sheeting.

Tammy was met by Leanne as she came inside.

"Will you need lunch, Miss Tammy?"

"Please, Leanne, could I have it in my room? I need to do some revision."

 
Friday 1st May
 

Tammy drove into school at seven fifteen, Angela however had refused to get out of bed; Tammy wasn't sure if she'd even be up in time to get a ride with her mother just before eight.

John was at the school office talking to Mrs Adams, the school secretary. Any student vehicles had to be registered with the office so any cars on site could be identified. Tammy noted how smart he looked.

"Sandy insisted I had a haircut."

"Okay, what did Tanya say about the car?"

"She complained you were there to choose it, not her."

"Ruddy cheek, you wouldn't have got to any of the car dealers without my help."

"I know that, Tammy, but try explaining it to my hormonal fiancée!"

There was a stilted laugh behind them, turning around they found the Headmaster.

"Sorry, Sir."

"Please mind your language around the students, Mr Hibbert, and the staff for that matter. Some are very sensitive."

The pair laughed, it did at times seem that many of the masters had no real experience of life outside of this institution; references to modern media, recent history and technology seemed to pass them by.

John had now been handed his parking permit and went to his car to attach it. Janet Adams passed a brown envelope to Tammy and asked her to sign a receipt slip.

"My old dorm key?"

"No Tammy, the lock has been replaced in case anyone had a spare key."

"Sensible" Tammy headed for breakfast.

As it was Friday, all of the upper sixth formers, whether boarders or day students, were expected to be in the school this morning. At breakfast, however, there were some notable absences. Apart from Angela, Lori and rry were missing, although Lori now lived in town and would probably arrive by bus after eight. James Hunter was also missing, Tammy couldn't think of a reason immediately.

The Head, who was now at the top table, stood to make an announcement.

"It gives me no pleasure to remind you all that bullying has no place in this school. One boy has been told he is lucky we have allowed him to sit his Highers here, but he'll have to find other accommodation."

The Head paused. "I should also remind you that any student who is concerned, can speak to Mrs Small or any of the masters in confidence."

He paused again. "We will have visitors in school today including a photographer. That's all."

He sat, allowing the room to erupt with speculation. The sixth form table had all guessed the same name, but some of the talk was new to Tammy.

"He was doing what?"

"Tammy, he was extorting money from the lower sixth, making up stories when they wouldn't cough up."

"When did this start?"

"Just after Christmas, his father stopped sending him his allowance, apparently there are some troubles at home."

"Another one?"

"Oh, it's not divorce yet, the rumour is that is father is being investigated by the Finicial Conduct Authroity for dodgy money advice."

"The FCA? Oh dear. Where is James now?"

"We heard he went to the station yesterday lunchtime. He was a bit pissed yesterday morning when the Head announced that your old dorm was being re-designated a female room until the end of term, the Head then called him into his study as soon as breakfast was over."

"Damn, I'll never collect that wager now."

Tammy excused herself to freshen up before going anywhere else. She'd deliberately not worn any make-up this morning but had a full make-up bag with her. She let the secretary know she would be in the common room, heading there for a coffee.

By eight thirty almost all the sixth formers passed through the common room, many of their way to the morning assembly. Gerry Lancer arrived when the room was almost clear. He wasn't expecting to see Tammy and wasn't pleased to see John who followed him into the room.

"Sit down Gerry, I looked for you at breakfast."

"I wasn't hungry, Tammy. I think I'll just go back to my room."

"Please stay, we only have a few minutes before we have to report downstairs. I understand James has been suspended?"

"Yes, but I don't want the blame for that, it was bad enough already."

John intervened, "I'm sorry Gerry, what I said to you was inappropriate. It does appear though that other boys had problems with James so it wasn't down to any one person."

"I accept your apology John, I understand the pair of you were responsible for Mrs Small's visit."

Tammy nodded, "we were concerned."

"I was thinking about asking my parents to remove me from the school."

"That would be a bit drastic."

"This wasn't the first thing that James has said, or done, he's been like it for months."

"Why did you not have your door closed when opening your case after Easter?"

"James was stood in the doorway and refused to leave. If I'd had any cake, chocolate or similar he would have taken it."

"So seeing the vest was just ammunition to him?"

"Yes, my little sister has apologised to me for the trouble she's caused; it was one of her old vests."

"I see."

The common room phone rang, John answered it.

"Come on Tammy, we're needed."

Tammy went over to Gerry and took his hand. "Please don't try to ignore any bullying, let us or Mrs Small know about it." She gave him a kiss on the cheek before grabbing her bag.

They were ushered into the conference room by the school secretary. Two people were already in the room.

"Joanne!"

"Hi Tammy, John. This is Chris Cutter, he'll be taking the photos, I'll just do your faces."

"I don't need any make-up!" John was becoming concerned.

"Yes you do John, consider it an acting role. You'll have plenty of paint on you tonight."

The photographer coughed, "I take it you three are acquainted. Can we make a start? I'd like to setup my lights but I need a key to the female dormitory and some directions."

Tammy gave John the key and sent him off with the photographer.

"Right Tammy, we have some clothes for you." Tammy hadn't notied the clothing rail at the back of the room. "Could you put the uniform on, please?"

The uniform in question was a knee length tartan skirt, white socks, blouse and the school blazer. The blazer looked different.

"It's been cut for a female shape, your size of course."

"Sixth formers don't wear uniforms."

"I'm aware of that, but the brief included some with you looking like you were sixteen, so we'll start like that, get changed."

The next few hours, right up until lunchtime, were spent with periods of tedium following by a rush to change into another outfit. Tammy wasn't just photographed inside her recently redecorated room but also in the corridor outside, then all over te school. Tammy was not impressed with the tennis outfit.

"Nobody mentioned this!"

John was also in tennis whites, although he was wearing shorts., as they headed out to the courts. Normally the courts wouldn't be available until after the Whitsun break so the groundsmen had been asked at short notice to have one court ready.

"At least I wasn't pictured in a bikini."

"We did ask the Head about using the pool but he said the pool would be in use." Chris Cutter sounded disappointed.

Tammy wasn't convinced, just grateful Dr McIntosh had blocked it.

"Anyway, we're done for the day. There will be a bit more on Tuesday."

Tammy heard the lunchtime bell ring inside, "come on John, we don't have time to change."

The pair made their way to the refectory and received a few stares from the mass of students already there. Angela and Lori had made it into school and hadn't known about the photo session.

"Blimey you two!" Angela snapped a pic.

Don't ask!"

Once lunch was over, they made their way to the conference room, finding it empty.

"Janet, where's my clothes?"

"I'm not sure, I've been into town. Your door key was on my desk though."

John had changed into his tennis kit in his room so the pair walked to the dorm, passing many students and a few masters. Once they reached their rooms, John let himself in and closed the door behind him. Tammy let herself into her room, finding her handbag on the desk and all of the days clothes in the wardrobe. A packet of make-up wipes were on the vanity in the bathroom.

"Thank you Joanne." Tammy uttered thanks to the absent torturess. There was a note with the wipes:

Your legs need attention, see me next week.

Tammy groaned, "great!"

Part Seventeen   "Break A Leg!"

 
Friday 1st May (Continued)
 

Tammy shut the door to her dorm and had a better look around. The walls were now peach instead of magnolia and the room felt a little warmer, or had the small hole in the window frame been sealed? The bedroom furniture had been replaced plus the bed linen was now a floral design, rather than the rather plain design the boys had.

In the bottom of the wardrobe was her laundry bag, embossed with "Miss Tamara Smart", the blouse she'd worn earlier was already in the bag. Tammy checked the time, she had an hour before her meeting in town, and decided to have a shower. Unfortunately the dorms were not en-suite, although the under-construction girls' dorms would be.

Tammy stepped out of the tennis dress and removed the sports bra that she had found with the dress. This all went into the laundry bag. A peach towelling dressing gown was hanging on the back of the door so she slipped this on, tying the belt tightly. She picked up a bottle of body wash, a towel and her key before padding down the corridor to one of two shower rooms. There wasn't a shower cap available so she would just have to be careful.

Tammy was somewhat refreshed when she came out of the shower room and quickly made her way back to her room. Fortunately all the boys should have been in lessons at this time. She redressed into her street clothes, applied minimal make-up and checked the room. The towel went over a rail to dry, any smalls were in the laundry bag, everything else was in the wardrobe. She dropped the bag into the laundry hopper on her way back to reception, the sports bra might raise a comment amongst the staff, she thought.

John was nowhere to be seen so Tammy assumed he had something to do. Now that he had his own transport Tammy knew she'd see less of him. She dropped her dorm key off with Janet Adams.

"What did you think of the room, Tammy?"

"It's not bad, I could do with somewhere to crash after an exam!"

"Just don't spend the night in there, but it's yours to use until the end of term."

"Thanks, the uniform and other bits were up there, is someone going to collect them, when we're done?"

"Not that I'm aware, you'd best ask Joanne or Mr Cutter next week."

"I'm seeing Joanne tonight, but we probably won't have time to speak."

"Do enjoy yourself tonight, break a leg! I'll be there."

"It's a full house as far as I know."

"It is, a few staff asked me last week to get them tickets but there's none available. I understand, however, that a few journalists will be there every night in case of another incident."

Tammy groaned. "I'm not expecting anything, and there's no chance of a repeat of the last one." She was referring to Angela's late father, George Small, when he grabbed Tanya on the opening night of West Side Story.

"Quite, no chance of a repeat of that."

Tammy drove into town and parked behind Sarah's shop. She buzzed the intercom that had been installed by the entrance to the first floor.

"Come on up Tammy." Other than Sarah's cameras, monitoring the delivery door, she couldn't see an devices, so how could they have known?

Hilary was waiting for her, holding a security door open. That door hadn't been there last time. The space was clean and some partitions had been erected, it did not look the same. A few people Tammy didn't know were present, and one or two she did.

"Right, you know Dave Brown," he gave Tammy a kiss, "and Jonathan Meach", who also greeted her with a kiss.

"Hiding in the back room is Jimmy Ruddle who installed your secure phone, the rest are his team of chippies and sparkies." There was a collective "hello Miss".

"Good afternoon everyone, I can see you've all been busy."

Hilary suggested to Tammy they went to a side room that was already finished. It was windowless and the door seemed heavy.

"This is a secure room, the walls, floor and ceiling are lined to prevent radiation or sound leakage. Any restricted equipment will be in a similar room the other side of that wall, Jimmy's installing the phone and fax in there at the moment. This will be a meeting room."

Tammy noted the lack of a table, but at least a few chairs were available. Dave Brown was last in, closing the door with a soft but reassuring click.

"Lovely to see you again Tammy."

"Always my pleasure Dave, how is everyone down South?"

"As well as can be expected, Tammy." He clearly didn't want to go any further.

"Now", said Hilary, handing her a sealed envelope, "in there is is your security pass. Press it against the reader on the exterior door to get into the stairwell. The code for the door at the top of the stairs is unique to you and is on a slip inside the envelope. The code will change regularly."

Tammy started to open the envelope.

"What if someone steals my card?"

"They have thirty seconds to enter the correct code or the alarms go off. There's also full remote monitoring of the cameras. However, we can't make the security too overt as we're supposed to be a commercial organisation."

"Okay, what's the public angle?"

"We'll act as a consultancy, providing clients with the maritime-related information they seek, either directly or via our own contractors. Government clients may get a little value added data but otherwise it's the same service."

"So it's hiding in plain sight?"

The three spooks nodded. Tammy now had a good look at the security pass, the photo was one taken that morning by Chris Cutter.

"So Chris Cutter works for you?"

"No Tammy, he's a contractor, but we employed him for this job as we needed some photos of you for our own publicity."

"You didn't ask for photos of me in the tennis dress, or even a swimsuit, did you"

Hilary laughed, "No! The tennis outfit would likely have been for the prospectus but any swimwear shots were way outside the remit. I'll deal with that."

Tammy shuddered, "don't let him anywhere near schoolgirls, or boys, again. Please!"

"Consider it dealt with."

They talked for half an hour before Tammy made her apologies and left for home.

***

Tammy arrived at the theatre shortly after six after an early dinner. A few were there already.

"Come on young lady, let's get you sorted first, we've plenty of time. Debbie is helping me this time, she's in with the boys."

"Thanks Joanne, I got the note, by the way - is Wednesday okay?"

"That's my day off this week, how about Thursday at ten? I've had a cancellation."

"Okay, Thursday."

"Good, now sit still."

Tanya arrived a few minutes later, her lipstick smudged, there seemed to be a second colour mixed with Tanya's usual pink.

"Joanne, what was the lipstick you used on John for the photos this morning?"

"Chanel Rouge Coco, it wasn't cheap but it suited him. I'll give John the tube after Tuesday's shoot as I can't use it for any other model or client. You'll get anything I used on you, too."

"It looks like Tanya's wearing plenty of his lipstick, why didn't he clean his face?"

"Boys forget, and Tanya obviously didn't notice." There was a shriek from the future Mrs Hibbert.

"What is that?" She was staring into the mirror.

"Your boyfriend's make-up, if I'm not mistaken!" Tammy was enjoying herself.

"You didn't!"

"I did", said Joanne, "for the photo shoot, but it's not my fault if he didn't use the wipes I left for him."

"He's been walking around in make-up all day?"

"Yes, I included a matte top coat as he kept licking his lips. He was also wearing foundation, eye liner and a little mascara. A natural look, of course, for the camera."

All the girls in the dressing room had now heard the commotion, a similar noise was coming from the boys' room, including a familiar high pitched laugh.

"Who's in there with him?" Tanya was almost shouting.

"Your sister."

Tanya was not happy, not happy at all.

"Settle down ladies", Sandy Franklin had arrived, "I'd like everyone ready by seven thirty if possible. We're making a presentation to Iain before the performance as this is his last directing job at the theatre."

"But ... but."

"But nothing, Miss Smith."

 
Sunday 3rd May
 

Tammy and John accepted the applause after the final performance on Sunday evening. The cast was shattered, this was the fifth show in three days, but they knew they had done their best.

One of the problems of popular plays, especially Shakespeare's plays, is that the script can be too well known to an audience, with self-appointed experts criticising the most minor differences from the 'original' Shakespearean words.

This being the Highlands, putting on Macbeth required a very thick skin. Using a young cast was positively dangerous.

Iain Brown was beaming; the press reports had been positive, each performance had played to a full-house and, most importantly, the cast had not made one mistake.

They took one more bow before leaving, stage left. The house lights were coming up and sounds of movement in the auditorium followed Tammy as she headed for the dressing room.

Sandy Franklin, who had been managing the backstage, and Jill Davison, a theatre trustee, were waiting for the girls.

"Well done everyone."

"Jill, we just did our best, but I'm glad it's over."

"Tammy, you did more than that. Because of the quality of this and other recent productions we've been offered additional funding and we have new sponsors. We were a little concerned that we couldn't afford all of the planned refurbishment but the funds have been secured."

"New sponsors? I thought money was tight locally?"

"We have received a very nice donation from Caithness Maritime Research, they also took a full page advert in the programme. I'd never heard of them before, though."

Tammy decided to keep her association with Hilary Bull's operation to herself and busied herself cleaning the stage make-up off her face. "I'm looking forward to a shower as soon as I get home, Jill."

"I can't argue with that." Jill sniffed the air and quickly walked away.

"Hey!"

It was half past ten when Tammy arrived home, too late to have anything more than a sandwich. She'd eaten very little during the day because of the matinee show so was just grateful of the decent breakfast that morning. Bed followed swiftly.

 
Monday 4th May
 

As it was a Bank Holiday, Tammy felt no urgency in getting up. No-one had school, most had no work either, that included their staff, Leanne, Julie and Tammy's PA Pru. Her phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hi Tammy, it's Sarah."

"Oh, hello."

"Are you doing anything today?"

"Catching up with sleep."

"Well, I have a shop-full and could do with a hand."

"What about Lori?"

"She's not answering her phone."

"Okay, give me an hour."

"Can you make it sooner?"

"I'll see what I can do."

Tammy groaned but as she put her phone back down, her bladder gave her a not-so gentle reminder. A minute or so later Tammy was in the shower. Fifteen minutes later she sauntered into the kitchen, in search of coffee.

"Good morning sleepy-head."

"Hi Dad."

"I thought you were spending the day in bed?"

"Sarah's called, she needs a hand."

"You have revision to do, it isn't long before your first exam?"

"Don't remind me, I've just over a week, but this will only be for a few hours and it's a good distraction."

"Okay, but don't over- it."

"I won't, is it too late for some brekkie?"

***

Tammy pulled up behind Sarah's Boutique just before ten and made her way into the store. There were half a dozen ladies browsing, accompanied by a couple of disinterested males. Tammy's arrival did not go unnoticed.

"Well done, great performance." This view was echoed by everyone present, had they all attended the shows?

"Thank you." Tammy quickly put her bag and coat in the store room and was soon back in the front. "Who can I help"?

Business was good for a couple of hours then seemed to tail off completely around midday. By half-twelve not a soul had been seen so Sarah decided that was enough.

"I've done well this morning, much more than normal for a Monday, so let's turn the sign over. Can you walk to the night safe with me?"

"Sure."

A couple of minutes later, the two locked the store, after setting the alarm.

"I had a visit from one of the contractors working upstairs last week."

"Oh?"

"Yes, that Miss Bull introduced him. Jimmy Ruddle was his name."

"Okay, what did he want?"

"He offered to check the security system and connect it up to their police alarm, I didn't connect mine up as it costs too much for the monitoring line."

"So you took up the offer?"

"Yes."

They walked swiftly, although, as it was lunchtime the streets weren't quiet. There were no problems depositing the money and the two started walking back. "Fancy some lunch?"

"Sure, Sarah."

As the pair walked into the Castletown Hotel they almost walked into a lady dragging a case. She turned around.

"Hello Tammy."

"Mum?"

Part Eighteen   "Miss Perfect"

 
Monday 4th May (Continued)
 

"What are you doing here, mum?"

"I came to see you, of course. Come on, we're blocking the way."

Tammy and Sarah followed Tara Smart, now using her maiden name Tara Simpson, into the Castletown. Tammy caught the eye of the manager, Frances Ernesto, who directed them to a semi-private table at the back of the lounge.

"Any drinks ladies?"

"Latte please Frances?" "Mocha please." "Just a white coffee."

"Mum, you remember Sarah?"

"Oh, you have a shop?"

"Yes."

Tammy made an excuse to use the ladies, returning a few minutes later. She used the time to send her father a quick text message but asked him not to drive to the hotel.

She had barely sat down when Tara next spoke.

"How are you Tammy? Having any doubts?"

"Doubts?"

"About being a girl?" Sarah sat with her mouth open, Tammy decided to go on the offensive.

"Mum, what are you doing here? Does Dad know you're in town?"

"Why should he? Can't I come to see my child?"

"And insult me? I'd best remind you that I'm legally an adult and legally female."

"I didn't mean it that way."

"I hope not."

Tammy could see that Sarah was not comfortable, she'd not knowingly met Tara before, although they had spoken on the phone a few times. Right now it looked like Sarah wished she could be elsewhere. Frances delivered the coffees and this settled the atmosphere temporarily.

"What have you been up to, Tammy?"

"I've just finished a production of Macbeth and my A levels start next week."

"I see, when are you moving to England?"

"Why would I?"

"For university?"

"I'm staying here, studying at the local university. I also have a job lined up."

"I thought you would move south?"

"That's not been part of my plans for ages."

The table fell silent, Sarah decided she'd had enough.

"Thanks for the help this morning, Tammy."

"That's okay Sarah, you off?"

"Yes, I'll re-open for an hour and see how it goes."

"Bye."

Tammy let Sarah get out of earshot, the mocha barely touched.

"Now, you've successfully ruined our lunchtime. What are you really doing up here?"

"I'm frightened."

Tammy knew that Tara had been in court the previous week and, although she had been found guilty for being an accessory to fraud, she had not been jailed. He co-conspirator had been linked to acts of terrorism around London and threats against Tammy - his trial would take place later in the year.

"So you come here to escape? Thanks, thanks alot."

"Why?"

"When they come looking for you, and they will, they'll find me. I'm high profile after playing lead at the theatre, you've just put me, Dad and my friends at risk."

"They wouldn't hurt you."

"No? Attempted kidnappings, attempted murder, that's just in the past six months since you made that stupid mistake."

"I didn't know."

"You never knew, never had a clue what I was doing or how I was keeping. You never considered me, only yourself." Tammy was now crying; John and Tanya had that moment walked into the bar but came straight over.

"Come with me Tammy."

Tanya led her into the ladies.

"Is that your mum?"

"Yes. I'm convinced she's going to bring trouble here."

"Does your Dad know she's here?" Tammy nodded. "I think you'd best go home."

"I will, but I want to get some more information out of her."

"To what end, Tammy? This is the kind of distraction you don't need just before your exams."

"I guess so."

"Right, clean your face and make yourself presentable, then we're leaving. Where's your car?"

"Behind Sarah's shop."

The pair walked back to the lounge and collected John. Tammy said bye to Tara, put £10 on the bar to cover the drinks then the three walked out of the hotel.

"Thanks Tanya."

"Please, head home and let your parents know what's been said. It's their problem now."

"Sure, thank you Tanya."

"That's what friends are for."

 
Tuesday 5th May
 

Tammy pulled out of the driveway at Dunbankin' after ensuring the paddock gate was locked behind her. Her father had called a family meeting the previous evening to discuss security but any threat was speculative right now - all existing arrangements would remain unchanged.

She walked to the school office after breakfast to collect her dorm key, the Headmaster was with the secretary, Janet Adams.

"Good morning Headmaster, Mrs Adams."

"Hello Miss Smart, very well done, Mrs McIntosh and myself thoroughly enjoyed your performance."

"Thank you, Sir. It was fun."

"I'm glad to hear it. I hope you're finding time for revision?"

"Yes Sir." Dr McIntosh turned and walked into his study.

Janet handed Tammy her key, "I have your clean laundry here, the staff didn't think it was a good idea to leave it outside your room." Her laundry bag was on Janet's desk.

Tammy walked the laundry up to her room and hung the tennis dress, placing the smalls in a drawer. She'd left the door open, one of the lower sixth looked in - confused.

"Excuse me Miss Smart, are you moving back in?" As Tammy was a prefect, even fellow sixth formers were expected to use formal names.

"No Charles, I think the school is planning to show this room to any prospective female students so it has to look as if it's used. I'll be here a few times before the end of term. Shouldn't you head down to assembly?" It wasn't quite true but was enough to avoid questions.

She checked the room was tidy and gave her hair a brush before she locked the door, dropping the keys into her bag, then went to find the photographer.

She was met in reception by Joanne who was looking concerned. "I just called Chris to check where he was and he tells me he's off the job."

"Oh."

"Oh indeed, I hope I'm not wasting my time this morning, Tammy. What's it with Chris?"

"I had a concern and mentioned it to a friend."

"I hope your concern was valid as you could ruin the career of someone with a misplaced word."

"I wasn't comfortable with him."

John had arrived. "Where's the photographer, Joanne?"

"Ask Miss Perfect."

Tammy shrugged, this was an argument she couldn't win. "I'm going up to the common room to get a coffee." She didn't get far as Janet Adams was escorting a woman.

"Miss Smart, this is Mrs Walsh, apparently your original photographer couldn't make it."

"Thank you Mrs Adams, please come with me Mrs Walsh."

"Please call me Florence." They'd reached the conference room doorway. "It's Tammy, and I'd like to introduce my partner in crime John and Joanne who's doing our make-up."

"Good morning. I was asked to be here at short notice and I'm not aware what has already been done."

The three filled in as far as possible.

"I see, it sounds like the dorm room scenes have been covered, we might possibly redo the tennis court as the light is very good today, otherwise it's the 'girl around school' shots."

"What would you like me to wear?"

"What you have on now is fine, sixth formers don't wear uniforms, do they?"

"No, I wonder what we'll do with the clothes from last Friday?"

"Did you have a choice of clothes, then?"

"There were several sets, they're all in my room."

Tammy could hear the bell for first period. "If we wait a minute, the hallways will be clear, and we can get up there easier."

Florence, however, had a different idea. "Joanne, could you do John's make-up, I'd like a word with Tammy."

"Sure."

The pair into the secretary's office, which was empty.

"Hilary called me on Friday afternoon, after your conversation with her."

"I see, who do you work for?"

"As far as this job is concerned, I'm employed by Caithness Marine. The police are paying a visit to Mr Cutter this morning, it would seem that your's is not the first complaint."

"Is that public yet?"

"No, but it might be by the afternoon."

"Okay, but I hate keeping things from Joanne, I'm seeing her on Thursday for a wax."

"Okay, let's get you back in there. Don't worry about the other clothes."

The morning went quickly, with Tammy paying visits to most parts of the school. Each set of shots were done first without John and then with John, although other sixth formers were also used. Unfortunately Angela wasn't a willing subject.

"Miss Small, it's only a few photos."

"I'm sorry, I'm not up to it."

Angela went to walk away but Joanne was stood in the door of the music room.

"Excuse me young lady, afraid of a little fun?"

"No, I'm busy."

Joanne moved out of the way and allowed Angela past. "What's that about Tammy?"

"Don't know Joanne, don't know."

"Okay everyone, I think that's enough. Mr Hibbert, please don't forget to give your face a clean."

"Thanks, Florence, I forgot on Friday." Joanne and Tammy giggled. "You two could have reminded me!"

John went off to his dorm while Tammy led the way back to the conference room. It was clear that Joanne was saying something to the photographer but Tammy was more concerned with stopping boys running in the hallways as the lunch bell had gone.

Having seen the two ladies off the premises, she went into the hall for lunch; her face could wait a little while longer. When John appeared at the sixth form table he hadn't managed to remove all of the eye liner, Tammy decided to keep quiet.

Tammy checked her phone during lunch, there were a couple of messages:

Hilary: New photographer today, Florence Walsh. Fully cleared.

Dad: Mum's leaving today. Surgery phoned, give them a call

She made her excuses and walked up to her room to clean Joanne's make-up off her face, there was a knock at the door.

"I though I heard you in there, Tammy."

"Come in John, close the door."

"Is that allowed?"

"Sod that."

"Okay, but I don't want anything getting back to Tanya."

"As if? Anyway, grab a face wipe and take a look in the mirror."

"Oh, why didn't you say something at lunch?"

"And draw attention to it? Boys won't notice things like that unless it's pointed out."

"True, anyway what's the thing with Chris Cutter?"

"What do you mean?"

"There's a story on Facebook that his home and studio are being searched."

"Oh."

"My guess is that you know more than you're saying."

"John, I don't know the background and I only heard this morning that the police were involved. I'd never met the guy before last Friday but wasn't happy with some of the things we were doing and how he spoke to me."

"So you had the secret police deal with him?"

"No, I spoke to the person who had employed him."

"Sorry Tammy, I made assumptions."

"That's okay, are you up for the self-defence class today?"

"We don't have the outfits yet, and missed last week's class."

"Okay, let's go into town - can you see if Tanya's free? I'll find Angela."

Tammy finished sorting her face then phoned the surgery.

"Hello, it's Tamara Smart, I had a message to call?"

"Yes, you were supposed to come in for a blood test?"

"Sorry, I forgot. When can I do it?"

"We're now running a Well Woman clinic on Wednesday mornings, just turn up."

"I'll see you then."

Tammy went to the common room looking for Angela but no-one there knew where she was. Tammy could have searched the school but was she even still on the premises? She sent a quick text:

Going to the sports store to get ju-jitsu robes for tonight. Want me to get you a set?

By the time Tammy reached her car she hadn't had a response. John's car was missing so she guessed he'd gone to collect his fiancée.

They met up in the sports shop, Tanya was telling John she didn't have any money with her. Tammy wasn't sure whether to believe it but John just re-assured her that he would pay for her outfit.

"I did buy a car last week though."

Tammy's phone pinged.

Don't need robes as not doing the class

Fifteen minutes later they were sorted, although Tammy decided to buy herself a new bikini and matching wrap.

"How's the building work going?"

"They are tiling the swimming pool today, hopefully, John."

"Good, when's the pool party?" Tanya knew her priorities.

"Don't know yet. Look, I need to get home and do some revision. See you tonight?"

"Sure."

***

"Dad, what happened about Mum?"

"I called Dave Brown yesterday evening, he's still staying with Elsie, to let him know. It seems she was needed for an interview in London so had to leave first thing today."

"Why did she come up here?"

"I don't know, and I'm guessing she had no idea about the trouble she indirectly caused because of her indiscretion."

"She seemed to think I would have changed my mind about ... being me."

"I hate to say this, but she barely knew you for the past few years so I can only imagine it's her own insecurity that's being questioned, not any insecurities that you may have."

"So the question to me was really one for herself?"

"Yes."

"I'm afraid for her, but I can't do anything to help her."

"You cannot put yourself at risk, Tammy, Dave Brown said that much to me."

"I know, but I just hope nothing happens to her."

"So do I. Anyway, what's this about a school photographer? Elsie called me."

"He took my photos on Friday but we had a different photographer today."

"I understand you weren't happy with him?"

"He said some things that I wasn't comfortable with."

"Why didn't you say anything to me?"

"It had been dealt with, I wasn't at risk."

"Well, your suspicions seem to have been correct. You do know there was no requirement for you to wear a school uniform on Friday?"

"He said it was in case the boarding was opened up to year 10s and 11s."

"That isn't the case and won't be for many years, the police may need a statement from you concerning that."

Tammy was feeling even less comfortable now. Some self defence lessons tonight might help.

 
Wednesday 6th May
 

Tammy was aching as she walked into Dr Abi Sutherland's room.

"What have you been up to?"

"Self-defence classes last night, I fell awkwardly a few times."

"Okay, please be careful as I don't like my patients ending up in A&E."

"Quite."

"So, how are you, otherwise?"

"Fine."

"How are you coping with the revision?"

"Probably not doing as much as I should but there's too much of everything else going on right now."

"Please find time to relax, stress is something to be avoided at exam time if possible." Tammy nodded. "Okay, what did Professor Roberts say to you?"

"He offered me the surgery, this October."

"That is quick, very quick."

"I don't know if I'll take it though?"

"Why not?"

"I'll be out of action for ages, and they're doing Guys & Dolls at the Mill."

"You can't think about others for something like this."

"I know, but it might be better to wait until next June."

"Please discuss that with Professor Roberts. Anyway, can you go through to the nurse as I need some bloods."

Tammy was out of the surgery a couple of minutes later, but had it really been necessary to take four vials of her red stuff? She made a note to return in four weeks, which the phlebotomist had requested.

She tried to speak to Angela back at home but her sister claimed to be busy revising. Tammy was concerned but Joan didn't seem to see it.

 
Thursday 7th May
 

It was difficult to avoid the news today, it was all over every media outlet. Where as most countries held elections on a Sunday, the United Kingdom uses a Thursday. This particular Thursday had been planned over nine months earlier but the result of the day could not be predicted, regardless how well the pollsters made their claims.

Tammy had two voting papers, one for the London-based United Kingdom Parliament and one for the Edinburgh based Scottish Parliament. Her polling station was Pennyland Primary School, about two miles from Dunbankin', Tammy was there just after nine.

One of the parliamentary candidates was at the polling station, Tammy recognised Mrs Veronica Salmond, Helen's mother, talking to a journalist. Looking at the ballot papers, when Tammy finally made it into a booth, she could see that Veronica Salmond was standing in the UK election for the Scottish Democracy Party. She giggled, remembering from her geography lessons that any country with the word Democratic or Democracy in their name was almost certainly not, did the same apply to political parties?

The journalist made an attempt to ask Tammy how she had voted. "It's a secret ballot, understand?" Tammy swiftly made for her car before anything could be said. She parked up a few minutes before ten and walked around to the salon, Joanne ushered her straight into the torture chamber.

"I'm sorry I was a bit short with you on Tuesday, Tammy."

"I didn't know it was going to end that way, and I had no intentions of ruining his life - although he seems to have done that all by himself."

"I was surprised with the school uniform."

"Where did the outfits come from?"

"A schools supplier in Inverness apparently, they're yours if you want them."

"I won't need the blazer! I'll leave them in my dorm for now but I'll ask Janet Adams to dispose of them in due course. Having said that, I should persuade Dad to build a tennis court so I could keep the tennis dress."

"Doesn't Elsie McPherson have a court?"

"Yes, I'd forgotten."

"Okay, get your skirt and tights off then hop up on the table. This may hurt a little."

"Please be gentle!"

Joanne seemed to be aware that Tammy had bought a bikini on Tuesday, her first, so was told she was getting a Brazilian, it was not a suggestion.

"Are you sure you have enough time?"

"Oh yes, I booked an hour for you just in case, I'll do your arms too. We'll have to get you on the IPL machine too in due course, how often do you have to shave?"

"Not often, but I'll have to have a think about it. I take it you're fully qualified now?"

"Oh yes, Miss Perfect, fully qualified."

Part Nineteen   "Salmond Fishing"

 
Friday 8th May
 

If the media on Thursday had been at fever pitch then today's media was at risk of a coronary. In London the sitting government had been swept back into power with an increased majority as the traditional opposition was decimated. Minor parties now had a greater say in opposition affairs.

At Holyrood, home of Scotland's Parliament, it was a different scene. The one Scottish party had usurped the rest.

In local news, Veronica Salmond had been elected as the Caithness Member of Parliament (MP) for the UK, the local Member of the Scottish Parliament (MSP) hadn't been declared at 7am.

Tammy had once again driven to school in time for breakfast, allowing her to keep up with the gossip. Angela had asked if she could join her sister this morning; they sat in the car before going inside.

"Angela, are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong."

"Don't fib, I know something's bugging you and I think it's making you ill."

"Okay, it's the exams."

"That might explain some of it, but not how you were so abrupt with Joanne on Tuesday and how you're avoiding me."

"I wasn't." Angela started to cry, Tammy offered her a tissue from a box she kept in the car.

"Please Angela, I don't want you like this. I can't help you if you won't tell me."

"What do you want to hear?"

"No, Angela, no."

Angela went quiet, Tammy didn't push it so just sat, waiting. It took a minute.

"I can't handle it."

"Handle what?"

"The mood swings, the downers. You don't get it, do you?"

"Sure I get mood swings, I also get ratty weeks, but I'm usually too busy to worry."

"You never said?"

"No, but if I don't let it bother me ...."

"So, yes, it bothers me. It also bothers me that it doesn't bother you!"

Tammy laughed. "Well, if that's the worst?"

"No it's not. Some mornings I feel really bad."

"What have you said to mum?"

"That I don't want to get up, that I can't concentrate, that sort of thing."

"And?"

"She says I'll get over it and just puts it down to exam stress."

Tammy thought for a moment.

"How long have you been on the blockers?"

"About ten weeks."

"Have you been for a blood test?"

"No, no-one said."

"You should, the blockers could be screwing around with you, you might need different ones. Unless you have a blood test done they won't know."

"Oh, how do you arrange it?"

"My GP phoned and reminded me, I went on Wednesday."

"I don't like needles, Tammy."

"If you don't have the test then the only thing is to stop the blockers, do you want to do that?"

"No, I'd rather have the hormones, like you."

"My circumstances were different, there was nothing in my system to block."

"I thought you bypassed that, bought your way to hormones?"

Tammy laughed, "you're joking? I was shocked when Professor Roberts said I could have HRT as I was expecting it to take much longer, but Dr Yates had already said it was either HRT or testosterone as doing nothing wasn't an option."

"I'd forgotten that."

"So I'm the exception and you're the norm!"

"Yeah. What about the blood test?"

"Let's get breakfast first, the surgery won't be open just yet."

***

"Good morning boys, and girls." Deputy Head Mr Thompson was addressing the upper sixth. "As you all know, exams start next week. We'll be using the gymnasium so you should report there no more than fifteen minutes before the exam start time.

"If you are unwell, inform someone immediately, but the school alone cannot make any allowances, you would have to plead your case to the examination board. Being late to an exam is also not recommended as the doors are locked shortly after the start. Obviously the fire exits would still open in case of emergency.

"Please leave mobile phones, or any other electronic device with Mrs Adams on any exam days. The only exception are pocket calculators where the exam permits these. Otherwise please ensure you have sufficient pens, pencils and erasers plus any other equipment the exam requires.

"Are there any questions?"

There weren't. All of the boys, and girls, had sat exams under the same rules two years earlier. It had been a tradition for several years that boys wore kilts to exams as the gymnasium could become quite humid, but this would be the first time skirts were worn by any of the participants. Tammy wondered how many of the boys might opt for a skirt given they could be lighter than kilts, not that the Head had offered that change to the dress code for the lower years - yet.

Tammy suggested to Angela that they went to see Joan, if she was free. They were lucky.

"Mum, Angela and I have had a discussion, she needs to make an appointment at the surgery."

"Are you ill, Angela?"

"Not as such, mum, I'm supposed to have gone for a blood test but I'm scared of needles."

"I don't recall you being asked to have blood tests?"

"I think I was told, but I ignored it."

Joan realised what she had to do, she picked up the phone to call the surgery.

"Hello, I'm phoning about my daughter Angela Small ........ I'm told she needs a blood test, when can she attend? ............I see ......... Ten o'clock? Okay, thank you."

Joan put the handset down.

"Now, Miss, because you've not been to see Dr Sutherland since you were prescribed the blockers, she won't simply let you turn up and have blood removed. She wants to see you at ten o'clock, there was a cancellation."

Tammy looked at the clock, it was nine-fifteen, Joan was shaking her head. "I'm afraid I have meetings or appointments all day, could you take her please Tammy?"

"Sure, I'm heading out of here anyway, coffee first though."

"Thanks Tammy."

The girls walked up to the common room as they didn't have to leave immediately. The weekly local paper was sat on one of the chairs, abandoned by the last reader. The front page headline was clear:

The article was accompanied by a long lens photo of Chris Cutter being put in a police car the previous lunchtime. The photographer of this picture wasn't named, but the picture reference was FW/15/5/5/01. "FW" thought Tammy? Oh, Florence Walsh, surely not a coincidence.

Angela was fidgeting and hadn't wanted a drink, Tammy decided to abandon her half-empty mug and get her sister off the premises.

They pulled up outside the doctor's surgery with ten minutes to spare, but the pair went straight in. The waiting room this morning was full of prams, buggies and babies, clearly a postnatal clinic was taking place. Angela wasn't comfortable so Tammy booked her in, it turned out that Angela wouldn't be seeing Dr Sutherland, but would be seen by trainee GP Dr Ravichandra.

When Angela was called she insisted Tammy went in with her.

Dr Ravichandra was a lady in her late twenties, Angela had been tense but relaxed, just a little.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

Angela started but mangled her words, "Blood test, mood swings". She looked at Tammy for help.

"What my sister is trying to say is that she is supposed to be on monthly blood tests. She started androgen blockers ten weeks ago and hasn't had any follow-up yet. She's also encountering severe mood swings."

Dr Ravichandra turned to Angela, "is this correct?" Angela nodded.

The GP look at look at the monitor on her desk, Angela's medical records were on the screen.

"It says here you're on Endorin," Angela nodded, "can you tell me how you feel at the moment?"

Angela started explaining; when Tammy tried to fill in the gaps the GP stopped her, "please let Angela use her own words." When the girl finished the GP turned to her keyboard and added a few words to the screen.

"Can you take off your jacket please," the GP put gloves as she spoke then picked up a phlembotomy kit. "Hold out your arm please, and relax."

Somehow Angela didn't freak as the cannula was inserted. The GP collected five vials and said something about a 'full spectrum' test. She put some cotton wool over the insertion point and taped this down. "You can take that off in an hour. I'll see if we can get your bloods analysed by Monday latest, make an appointment to see me early next week."

Angela went to say something but Tammy squeezed her hand, "certainly Doctor."

Back in the waiting room the pair pulled out their phones to look at the following week's schedule. Both had A Level exams on Wednesday. "I'd like an appointment for Tuesday with Dr Ravichandra, please."

"Nine o'clock?"

"Yes, thank you."

Tammy drove home with Angela, who seemed to be a little happier. She met Pru, her PA, inside.

"I have a message from your father, Tammy, he's had to go to the heliport and will be out most of the day. apparently some of the newly elected MPs and MSPs have decided they're too important to take the train."

Tammy laughed, "some of them have wonderful ideas of how important they really are!"

"Quite, and some of them can't afford to pay for the ride yet so are asking for an account. Your dad is having the final say on who gets an account."

"He won't risk a bad debt."

"Exactly. Now, Sarah rang for you about ten minutes ago."

"Did she say why?"

"No, but asked that you call her as soon as possible."

Tammy used her mobile to call Sarah.

"Oh, hello Tammy. Do you know someone called Helen?"

"Helen Salmond, she applied for a job at the school and I saw her in the shop a week or so back."

"She rang asking for you but wouldn't tell me anything, she seemed to think you were working today."

"I hadn't even decided if I was coming down town. Did you get her number?" Sarah read it out, it was a mobile number.

Tammy collected a glass of water then went to her room to make the call. She used her mobile and didn't withhold the number.

"Hello?"

"Helen?"

"Yes, who's that?"

"Helen it's Tammy Smart, you called Sarah's shop looking for me?"

"Oh, thank you! I didn't know who else to trust, I'll be quick, I don't know how long this battery will last. Mum has gone to London, she's locked me indoors and has locked the house phone away so I can't use it. She says she'll be back on Sunday, maybe. I think I have exams starting on Monday!"

"You can't get out?"

"No, she thinks she's protecting me."

"Okay, I'll talk to some friends."

"Not the police please, it'll ruin her, and not social services either."

"Helen, you're eighteen and locked up, that's against the law. You are more important than she is. Leave it with me though, what's the address?"

Helen read it out.

"What phone are you using?"

"I bought a cheap pay-as-you-go phone a couple of weeks ago and I hid it. I don't have much credit left on it because I was testing out the online things, she won't let me have internet at home."

"Okay, okay. See if you can make sure it's switched on and charging, I'll call you back when we have a clear plan.

"Thank you Tammy."

Her next call was to her father.

"Has the new Caithness MP Veronica Salmond flown South?"

"I can't give client information out Tammy."

"Even though I'm a director?"

"Even so."

"Well, she's locked her daughter indoors and the kid might not make it to her exams next week."

"How do you know the girl?"

"She applied for the same job as Tanya, I've met her at Sarah's too."

"I see. Yes, her mother left here at eight, heading for Aberdeen Airport and a private flight onwards to London City."

"Thanks."

Tammy called Dave Brown and asked for the new secure number for Caithness Marine. Armed with that number she went down to the study and called, after asking Pru to leave the room.

"Hello Tammy."

"Hi Hilary, I've stumbled into a problem." She briefly explained the issue.

"Oh, I think you should get down here in that case."

"Give me fifteen."

Tammy went back to her room, and checked she was decent. Looking out of her window she could see the workmen were clearing their tools and the rubbish away, although they had kept the site as clear as possible throughout. The new glass wall on the side of the barn still had the safety tape across it, beyond that the pool tiling shone. The space next to the pool was empty and a few dust sheets were still in evidence.

"Pru, what's happening out there now?" Tammy was ready to leave but wanted to catch her assistant.

"The site manager said the grouting wasn't quite dry so the pool can't be filled just yet."

"Oh, I was hoping we might use it this weekend, I could do with a swim."

"He's coming back tomorrow or Sunday, if he's happy then it'll be filled and the pumps tested. There's someone coming in next week to put a privacy screen on the glass and the gym equipment can't be installed before next week."

"Okay, but I might need somewhere to de-stress after an exam?"

"Yes, it'll definitely be ready by then."

Tammy drove into town and let herself into Caithness Marine. Only Hilary was there, on the phone in the rear office. Tammy was a little surprised at the amount of technology in there. Hilary waved her into a chair while she finished the call.

"Now, Tammy, can you go through this again, from the start. I need to know everything you have heard about Helen Salmond and her mother.

Tammy went back to the first time she'd met Helen, on St George's Day. She started to recall information that had almost passed her by, aided by Hilary's gentle prodding.

"She doesn't have anything to do with her father?"

"Not that I know, if I remember correctly he's in England but I don't know if he's English. Veronica, however, is using her maiden name."

"I'll investigate that, thanks. Now, why do you think the mother's connected to Yvonne Stewart?"

"Helen told me that her mother was friends with a deputy head at St Andrews for a while; we've only had one change of deputy head in the past eight years other than Yvonne's short tenure so I guess it's Yvonne she's referring to.

"I see."

Tammy then explained the confusion over Helen's age and the way the school girl was being manipulated.

"But she doesn't want the police involved?"

"I guess she still has loyalty to her mother."

"Plainly. Anyway, I've made some enquiries through the Whips office for the Scottish Democrats. It seems Mrs Salmond will be there for at least four days, probably five so she can attend Prime Minister's Questions on Wednesday. They don't know where she is right now though."

"I think Helen's first exam is Monday, but I don't know what she's taking."

"Check with her, we need a complete picture before we do anything."

"Any chance of a coffee?"

"Yes, make the call then I'll show you where the kettle is."

Tammy called Helen's number, putting it on speaker, after making sure Hilary had a note of it.

"Helen, it's Tammy."

"Hi Tammy. My phone's fully charged but I think I'm out of credit."

"Okay, I'll see what we can do about that. Now, what Highers are you taking?"

"English Lit, Scottish History and Politics."

"When are the first ones?"

"I checked, Politics on Tuesday morning, History on Wednesday, English Lit on Friday."

"None on Monday?"

"No."

"Where are you sitting them?"

"Thurso High School."

"Have you heard from your mother since she left?"

"No, how could I? I've checked the supplies and it looks like I'll run out of milk on Sunday, and bread tomorrow."

"You said earlier that she doesn't know that you have this phone?"

"No, I had some birthday money saved so I bought a phone when we went into Wick a few weeks ago, Mum left me on my own for half an hour while she had a meeting."

"Okay, I'll call you back shortly."

"Thanks Tammy."

Tammy ended the call. "She's sounding worried, Hilary."

"I heard that too. You do realise that if we intervene then it could become public knowledge."

"I guess so, but what do we do?"

"Let's talk to the Police first."

"She doesn't want the police involved."

"They are the appropriate authority here, even if they don't actually go to the house."

Tammy's phone pinged, she checked the screen.

Where are you?

In town, in a meeting. Why?

Helen Salmond wasn't at school today for the exam pep talk, some girls on the school bus said they saw her indoors but the school can't get hold of her or her mother

The school's concerned?

Yes, Deputy Head Miss Douglas was asking what we knew

Thanks Tanya, that's useful

Don't tell you're involved?

Bye Tanya

Tammy put her phone away, Hilary was coming back into the room with two mugs of coffee. "Hilary, it seems she didn't attend a meeting at school this morning so that was noticed."

"Good, that gives us an opportunity. I'll give DS Franklin a call."

"Why him?"

"He's been appointed our local liaison, I understand you know him?"

"Yes, and his wife."

"Okay, but I want to avoid a huge amount of potential trouble. Your involvement in this cannot be made public, otherwise your value to this project disappears."

"Oh."

"We'll deal with Miss Salmond in due course but right now I don't want you to do anything more or to say anything to anyone. Understand?"

"Yes, Hilary."

"Good, but very well done for your work so far."

"Thank you."

"Please close the door on your way out."

"Oh, okay, bye."

Tammy decided her best plan was to go home, it wasn't long until lunch.

It was a few hours later when her bedroom phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Tammy, it's Elsie. Could you come over? Bring two swimsuits please."

"Two?"

"Yes please, Angela as well if she wants."

Part Twenty   "Where there's a will"

 
Friday 8th May (Continued)
 

Angela declined the offer of a swim at the home of the Clan McPherson so Tammy took herself around after advising Pru that she might be back late. At the time, neither Joan or Richard were back from work.

Tammy had changed into her new bikini before leaving her bedroom, taking a change of smalls in her bag along with a spare swimsuit. Ever mindful of not exposing herself, the bikini included shorts that should protect her modesty. She rode around to the McPherson house on one of the golf carts kept by the barn, parking on arrival close to the scullery door.

Tammy was intercepted by the butler. "You are needed in the drawing room, Miss Smart."

"Thank you, Thomas."

Elsie's chambermaid was also waiting, "excuse me Miss Smart, could I take the swimsuit, Madam requested?"

"Certainly", Tammy handed it over and went to find Elsie as the chambermaid made straight for the main staircase.

"Come in and sit down, Tammy, how are you?"

She made herself comfortable, with the doorway was behind her, "I'm fine Elsie, but what's going on?"

"I have an unexpected house guest and I thought she could do with some company her age."

"Where is she?"

"Still sorting out her room, I believe, did you give the swimsuit to Anna?"

"Yes, aren't you going to tell me who it is?"

There was a voice behind Tammy, "can't you guess?"

Tammy stood to look around, seeing Helen coming towards her, wearing Tammy's swimsuit under a white towelling dressing gown. Helen came straight to her and gave Tammy a hug.

"Thank you."

"I didn't do anything!"

"Oh yes you did, Tammy, don't underplay your part."

"But Elsie ...."

"Tammy, never mind all that. Why don't you get yourself changed?"

"I'll change by the pool, Elsie." That was their cue to leave, "Come on Helen."

Helen followed Tammy, passing Anna on the way, "I've left some clean towels, Miss."

Tammy quickly stripped down to her bikini and jumped straight in. "Come on, Helen."

"I can't swim."

"Why?"

"Mum wouldn't take me to a pool, she said it was dangerous and the other girls wouldn't like me"

"Look, why did you put the suit on if you're not prepared to get in the pool?"

"So as not to upset Mrs McPherson."

"Come on, it's lovely in here and it's no more than 1.8m at the deep end. Climb down those steps, hang on to the side and see how it feels."

"Okay, none of this gets back to those girls at my school, right?"

"Sure."

Helen carefully stepped down into the water, unsure and lacking confidence. Finally she was down, it was 1.4m where she was stood so her bust and shoulders were out of the water.

"Okay, how about hanging onto the side and let the water support you."

"I don't think I can do that."

"Try?"

Tammy supported Helen's bottom while she got the hang of buoyancy then she worked in the water with Helen for nearly an hour before suggesting they got out. Helen went to leave the basement but Tammy stopped her.

"You need to wash the chlorine out of your hair and off your body. Use the shower here, if you want to you can leave the swimsuit and the staff will collect it." Tammy picked up one of the towels and hooked it next to the poolside shower.

"You mean, strip?"

"If you want to?" Tammy unclipped her bikini from her bust and put the water on, tepping into the water before letting her 'boy' shorts drop, but turned so she was facing the wall. Soon she grabbed the towel and wrapped it around herself before heading to get a towel for her hair.

"All yours."

Tammy had a bra and knickers on by the time Helen approached, wearing the gown. She was holding the damp swimsuit.

"What do I do with it?"

"Leave it here, Anna will be back down to tidy up."

"I could get used to having staff. Thank you Tammy, thanks for everything. Helen came over to hug Tammy and give her a kiss. The kiss may have persisted slightly longer than Tammy was expecting.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Don't be, but I still don't see what I did?"

"Well, a lady called Hilary phoned me and said you were busy but she'd organised a locksmith and asked if could I pack a bag for a few nights?"

"Okay."

"Well, I wasn't sure about leaving the house but Hilary asked if I had any money so I could feed myself. I told her I didn't have any so she said she could arrange somewhere for me to go. I told her straight away that I didn't want social services involved and she said no, this would be with a friend of your's. She said her colleague Mr Brown would come to the house.

"Anyway, the locksmith turned up and then Mr Brown arrived. He brought me here."

"So all I did was make a couple of phone calls?"

"I got the impression you did more than that, Tammy."

"Let's get back upstairs, you need to put some clothes on."

"Come to my room with me?"

"I'll wait with Elsie, I'm sire she want to speak to me."

Coffee was waiting for Tammy when she returned to the drawing room.

"How was she?"

"She can't swim, so I spent an hour trying to get her confident in the water."

"She told me she could."

"She fibbed, she didn't want to upset you."

Elsie laughed. "Dave Brown is on his way back here with some news, it seems you did good this morning, young lady."

"As I keep saying, I just made some calls."

"Well, this story is bigger than it seemed at first sight. Did you need use of a room?"

"No, Elsie, I'll shower when I get home."

"Why not have dinner here then stay tonight?"

"Sure?"

"Yes, I'll ask Anna to collect anything you need unless Leanne is still on duty?"

"Only Pru is there at the moment, and she'll be gone in an hour or so.

"Well, phone her and ask for what you need, the Rose Room is available and there's always some things in there."

Tammy picked up the phone in the corner of the room and called Pru to make her request.

"How many nights, Tammy?"

"Hmmm, best plan for two."

"Okay, I'll have a bag ready for you."

"Thanks Pru."

Helen now made her way down, wearing a summer dress that one of the twins had probably left. Tammy wasn't expecting this, "I feel under-dressed Elsie."

"You can change for dinner." It wasn't a suggestion.

The girls made small-talk with Elsie, mostly avoiding certain topics although the question of Helen's exams came up.

"How do I get to school for my exams?"

"Under the circumstances, Helen, I thought it might be better if you sat your exams elsewhere."

"Where?"

"St Andrews."

"I can't go there?"

"Why ever not? You can sit all of the exams for your Highers there and without any of the embarrassment caused by your mother at Thurso High School."

"Yeah, she wanted me to sit in a separate room!"

"Quite impractical, but you can become a day student at St Andrews for the next few weeks."

"Mum would never pay, it's a private school, a private boys school."

"Helen, dear, I'm a governor there, don't worry about silly things like money." Tammy was smiling, she'd faced Elsie before.

"Are you sure? I mean is it too much trouble? What my mum turns up to remove me? She spoils everything!" She was starting to panic; Tammy walked over and gave Helen a hug. "While you're in Elsie's care, Helen, nothing can hurt you. I know that from my own experience."

There was a box of tissues on a nearby table, Tammy handed one to Helen to dry her eyes.

"Thank you." She reached up to give Tammy a kiss, Tammy accepted it but withdrew to her own seat quickly, leaving Helen looking slightly puzzled.

"Good afternoon ladies." Dave Brown gave each a hug as he arrived, he was carrying some documents and placed these on a table before taking a seat next to Elsie.

"Now, I'd best bring you all up to date but could I have a coffee?" Thomas was already coming into the drawing room with a fresh cafétierre as he spoke, Helen looked impressed. "I could really get used to having staff!"

Dave said nothing until he had finished his coffee, then he picked up the documents.

"Helen, I think it's only fair tor me to say that we've uncovered some unusual things during the course of today. Did you know who your father was?"

"No, mum just said he was English and she didn't want to have anything to do with him. Apparently he was a tyrant, at least that's what she said."

"Well, he wasn't English, he was most certainly Scottish. He was also Viscount Foreland."

"A lord?"

"Yes, a peer, and not a tyrant at all."

"Oh. Did you speak to him?"

"No, unfortunately he passed away a few weeks ago."

Helen tried to keep calm but was soon sobbing. Tammy handed over another couple of tissues, although she kept a respectable distance away from Helen.

"So what's this got to do with everything?"

"The will was being read today in London, you were invited to the reading."

"Mum never said anything."

"The letter would have been addressed to you, as you're over eighteen it was not your mother's concern."

"So why would I be needed?"

"You are the sole beneficiary."

***

Dinner was to be served at six, that prompted Tammy to go upstairs for a shower then to choose a frock for the evening meal. She was getting more of an idea just how Helen's mother had kept her daughter clueless about her family, rights and entitlements.

Dave received a phone call as coffee was being served, he took the call in the study, returning shortly after.

"Helen, I'm sorry but your mother has been arrested."

"Why?"

"It seems she tried to pass a letter signed by you authorising herself as your agent. She attempted to empty a trust fund that was in your name."

"I've not given her any letters and I don't have a trust fund."

"You did, your father made regular payments and it matured on your eighteenth birthday."

"How much was there?"

"Almost two hundred thousand pounds."

"You're joking?"

"No, the paperwork is being faxed here shortly."

"So what's happening to mum?"

"She'll be interviewed at length, meanwhile all of her accounts and assets will be frozen; she's also been suspended from her political party. We obtained an order in the Scottish High Court this afternoon that allows you access to the house to collect anything you need, but you can't stay there."

"Oh."

Helen went pale; Tammy and Elsie managed to grab her before she slipped to the floor, taking her to a chaise longe.

"Elsie, there's more to this, isn't there?"

"Yes, Tammy, Viscount Foreland was my husband's nephew."

"So Helen's family?"

"Loosely, but it does make her a McPherson. I've instructed solicitors to sort out the will."

"I don't know how much can be done over the weekend."

"Plenty Tammy, plenty. I told the London solicitors to come here tomorrow for the reading."

Tammy turned to Dave Brown, "okay, does this have anything to do with Yvonne?"

"We're investigating that."

"Are you concerned for Helen's safety?"

"Given that she's just become a millionaire, yes, given that she has been emotionally abused, yes. She is ill-prepared for any of this and is very vulnerable."

Tammy was aware of that. "How much was Viscount Foreland worth?"

Elsie answered, "Roland McPherson owned several properties in London, a flat in Nice, a house in Edinburgh, plus shares in many companies. He enjoyed life; when Veronica told him she was pregnant he vouched he would support their child but she wanted nothing to do with him. He never did have another relationship after being burnt that time so had a playboy reputation. He wanted to be involved in Helen's life but Veronica blocked every communication, hence the trust fund. He had hoped that once she was eighteen she would be free to contact him."

"Why didn't you do anything before, Elsie?"

"Roland asked me not to interfere and I didn't keep track of Veronica and Helen until recently."

Somehow Tammy didn't quite believe that last statement. "Did I ever meet him?"

"Probably, he always attended the awards ceremony at St Andrews and sponsored one of the prizes. He was an old boy, of course."

Helen was coming to, Tammy suggested she went up to bed. Elsie summoned Anna to help, the conversation waited until Helen had reached her room.

"I thought Anna had finished by this time of the day?"

"I asked her to stay on as we might need her."

"I see."

"Now, Tammy, we are all rather grateful to you for bringing this to our attention."

"Yes, Dave, I see now. How much does Helen know? Apart from what was said in here, that is?"

"She does not know who we work for, only that we all help each other. Unfortunately, or fortunately, she is rather naive so isn't asking probing questions."

"Where's her mother?"

"She's due at Westminster magistrates tomorrow morning and will be remanded in the short term, probably to Bronzefield Prison but it could be Holloway Prison."

"She'll go down?"

"Almost certainly, Tammy, as she's being charged with fraud and imprisonment, but it's entirely possible she'll be bailed before any trial. The trial could be in Scotland, too. We'll have to ensure Helen is protected until we know she's capable of looking after herself."

"Okay, but that may be some time."

"Quite."

Tammy took herself up to bed shortly before ten. She'd been in bed for a few minutes when her bedroom door opened.

"Tammy, are you asleep?"

"I was, Helen."

"I can't sleep." Helen walked into the room, closed the door gently then climbed into bed with Tammy.

 
Saturday 9th May
 

Tammy woke shortly after seven as light pierced the heavy curtains. She was alone.

She dropped out of bed and looked for her slippers, before heading for the bathroom. By the time she was back in her bedroom a mug of coffee had arrived.

Tammy sat on the edge of the bed as she sipped her coffee, having also picked up her tablet. She checked her messages, Tanya had left a message the previous evening asking if they could meet and if she knew any more about Helen.

Helen's safe and is being looked after. Busy today, lunch tomorrow?

The response was very quick, what was Tanya doing up at this hour?

Tell all, Angela says you weren't at home last night

Nothing to tell

Then why has her mother been arrested?

Damn, thought Tammy. She quickly checked the BBC news, Scottish section, and there was the story:

New MP Arrested in Fraud Probe

Oh, look I can't say anything. Helen is safe and will be doing her exams at St Andrews instead of Thurso High

I hope someone will tell Miss Douglas at Thurso High?

That will be dealt with

It sounds as if Elsie McPherson is involved?

I couldn't possibly say, Tanya. What about tomorrow?

I'll expect a full report by then, I'll book a table for one and you're paying!

Fine

John sends his love

That would explain why she was up, John was always an early riser. Tammy smiled, as she put her tablet down the bedroom door opened, Helen walked in with her own coffee. Tammy looked up.

"Good morning Tammy." She put her own coffee down then joined Tammy on the bed, wrapping her arm around and giving her a kiss.

"Helen, I appreciate that you are grateful to me, but ...."

"Tammy, I love you."

"Helen, please don't take this wrong but you barely know me."

"I know you care, you're the first girl who's shown me any respect for years."

"That alone isn't the basis for a relationship."

"I don't think that matters", she gave Tammy another peck on the cheek. Tammy considered moving away but could that cause more problems in a girl with fragile self-esteem?

"Look, Helen, I do like you and I care that you haven't had the best start in life, but you need to have some stability in your life before you can take anything further."

"You can be my rock."

"You've spent hardly any time with me, you wouldn't know if I was really some psychotic killer?"

"I'm sure Elsie would have mentioned it."

"I suppose so, let me put it another way, I don't know if I'm ready for a relationship."

"With a girl or a boy?"

"Either."

"Then don't call this a relationship, just enjoy it."

There was a knock on the door, Helen swiftly separated herself. "Come in."

"Miss Smart, Miss Salmond, breakfast is at eight."

"Thank you Leanne, what are you doing over here?"

"I was asked to help, I've brought some of your clothes over, Miss, I'll bring them up shortly. Miss Salmond, Mr Brown has suggested I accompany you to your house after breakfast to collect some more clothes and your school books."

"Oh, thank you .... Leanne."

Helen whispered in Tammy's ear as the door closed, "you have a maid?"

"Yes, we're all busy so it's useful to have someone to change the beds, clean and so on."

"I used to do all that."

Tammy wondered if she should say anything but that could wait, something more important was needed.

"I need a shower."

"I'll join you."

"No, sorry Helen, I enjoy a shower on my own. I'm sure Anna or Leanne will have everything ready in your room by now."

"Okay, my love."

***

Tammy went to the breakfast bar but was intercepted by Thomas.

"Madam is in the dining room today, Miss Smart. Would you like coffee?"

"Yes please, Thomas."

A copy of the Scotsman was on the table, the front page confirming what Tammy had already read online.

"Did you sleep well Tammy?"

"Hmmm, yes Elsie."

"Was there a problem last night?"

"She's very insecure." Tammy decided to err on the side of caution.

"So I heard." What doesn't Elsie know? "Would you rather return home?"

"I think I'll stay for today, Elsie."

"Thank you."

Helen now arrived in the dining room, dressed in jeggings and a long sleeved top. She looked a little pale but Tammy put this down to a lack of make-up and a questionable diet.

"I do hope you're going to change, young lady?"

"For dinner tonight?"

"No, for the morning, I expect a certain standard of dress."

"I'll go now, Elsie."

"No, have breakfast. Didn't Anna leave a skirt out for you?"

"Yes, but I didn't like it."

"I'll have Leanne help you, she understands Tammy's and Angela's tastes."

"Okay, thank you." Helen didn't sound very grateful.

Dave Brown now arrived, Tammy guessed he had been in the study.

"Good morning everyone, Jeremiah Smith will be here at eleven, we're expecting the representative of Fuller Jones & Hempleford around the same time."

Tammy nodded but Helen looked confused, Dave explain.

"Jeremiah Smith is the McPherson solicitor, and has represented Tammy in the past. He'll be representing you unless you have a solicitor you'd rather use?"

"No, do I need one?"

"I would recommend it and Mr Smith is very good."

"Thank you, what about the other ones?"

"Fuller, Jones and Hempleford are your father's solicitors. Their representative will be disclosing the will, they are sure to ask for proof of identity so we will have to obtain that from your house."

"Mum keeps documents and passports in a safe."

"Okay." Dave left the room, no doubt heading for the study again. Bad timing as bacon, eggs and so on started arriving.

"I don't know if I could eat all of this? Could I just have a cereal please?"

"Do your best please Helen, lunch could be late given everything that's happening today."

"I'll try. Tammy, can we go in the pool again?"

"Maybe later."

"Great."

Once breakfast was out of the way, Dave took Helen and Leanne to the Salmonds' house. A locksmith would meet them there. Tammy meanwhile phoned Sandy Smith's salon and asked for a hair appointment.

"Today? Debbie can do you, I'm fully booked."

"Okay Sandy, what time?"

"Nine thirty."

It was just past nine and Tammy's car was over at the house.

"In a hurry, Tammy?"

"Yes, I've booked an appointment at the salon but my car's at home."

"I'm heading into town shortly for coffee, I'll give you a ride."

"Thank you Elsie."

***

They gathered in the drawing room around eleven, joined by Jeremiah Smith.

Helen was now in a long skirt and blouse, she was also now wearing some light make-up and looked fantastic, the best Tammy had ever seen her. There was a look of surprise on Helen's face however when a helicopter made its approach to the lawn landing pad. Richard Smart escorted a short man who was trying to keep his briefcase and bowler hat safe whilst the blades were still turning. As soon as the pair were inside the patio doors, the chopper lifted.

"Hello Dad."

"Hi Tammy, everyone. This is Mr Hempleford."

Mr Hempleford put his case down. Good morning everyone." Elsie introduced all those present.

"Thank you Mrs McPherson, I do hope that Lady Foreland understands what is happening today."

"She will, she will."

Part Twenty One   "The Inquisition"

 
Saturday 9th May (Continued)
 

Despite Elsie's assurance that Helen, now Lady Foreland, was prepared for the reading of the will, she was plainly not.

Helen had insisted Tammy sat next to her throughout the proceedings, looking to Tammy for constant reassurance. Tammy, in turn, repeatedly suggested that Jeremiah Smith's legal advice be sought. "He's here to look after your interests, Helen." It had not gone unnoticed to Richard just how close, literally and figuratively, Helen was to Tammy. The reverse was not as obvious.

Even at the outset, having confirmed Helen's identity and the business of those others present, the London-based solicitor needed to establish a valid correspondence address. Proceedings were held up whilst this was discussed

"When can I go home?"

"Your mother was remanded to Holloway Prison this morning and the magistrates have frozen her assets. We've also heard this morning that the press have arrived at your house, looking for you. Because of that, Police Scotland have placed an officer outside the door. We've put word out that you're staying with friends and they won't look for you here, not at first."

"So, Mr Brown, I can't go home any time soon?"

"As the house is part of your mother's frozen assets, you can't stay there at all, until the court resolves the issues. It might even be prudent to ask the court to sell the property to cover your mother's legal fees." Richard and Jeremiah nodded their agreement. "It would not be appropriate for you to finance your mother's defence, at least not overtly."

"Oh, so I won't have anywhere to live?"

"Helen, dear, I am more than happy for you to stay here, until this mess is resolved."

"Thank you Elsie. Mr Hempleford, I'd best use this address for my correspondence, not that anyone ever writes to me?"

"Lady Foreland, we wrote to you several times but had not received an acknowledgement."

"So it would seem, Mr Hempleford, but do you have to call me 'Lady Foreman'?"

"It is the appropriate title, Miss Salmond."

"If my mum really is this bad, I don't fancy staying a Salmond."

"You're a McPherson, dear." Elsie was in her element.

"Helen McPherson? I like the sound of that, don't I have to get permission to change it?"

"Not at all, Mr Smith can do it here but I suspect it would complicate Mr Hempleford's paperwork if we did it straight away."

The reading of the will continued well into lunchtime. Roland McPherson, Viscount Foreland, had also made allowances for various charities including sizeable gifts to St Andrews School and the Mill Theatre. Elsie volunteered to look after the dispersement of those donations.

It was clear Roland had done his best to minimise inheritance tax, each of the houses was run by a separate company, with tax-reducing schemes accounting for much of the will's explanations. Richard offered his support to Helen to sort it out but added that he was not a qualified financial advisor.

Tammy giggled at this point, causing all eyes to fall on her. "Sorry, one of the boys at school has been sent home, his father is a naughty financial advisor."

Finally, just before two in the afternoon, Mr Hempleford had concluded his business. "If I could be of any more assistance, Lady Foreland?"

"Thank you, I'm sure we can deal with anything else by fax?" Helen was finally becoming used to how business could be done.

Once he had left, Helen asked, "what's next?" She really did have little grip on her new circumstances.

By now she had Tammy's hand and was gripping it as if her life depended on it, Tammy needed space! "I'm sorry Helen but I have to go to my room, you might also freshen up? I believe some sandwiches are being brought through?"

They returned in the drawing room and made small talk whilst the late lunch was enjoyed. Tammy made a point of speaking to her father.

"She'll need new bank accounts."

"I know, but I can't help her until she confirms which name she's using."

"Okay, I'm worried for her."

"I'm worried for you, please be careful, Tammy, I don't want to see you hurt."

"I've told her I don't want a relationship, but she's persistent. She is also the only one in this room who doesn't know my history."

"You could get burnt, badly. You don't need any extra stress just before exams and you could be putting your career at risk."

"Yes Dad, I know."

"Anyway, it isn't really my place to say who you can sleep with."

Tammy blushed. "It wasn't like that!"

Richard paused, neither wanted to continue this conversation.

"Nice hair, by the way."

"Thanks." Tammy had dashed to the salon that morning, where Debbie had tidied her up. Fortunately Tanya wasn't around and the salon was too busy for Debbie to get any good gossip out of Tammy. At Elsie's suggestion, she'd booked Helen in for 'the works' on Monday.

They reconvened briefly once the empty plates had been cleared away.

"Helen, have you decided about your name?"

"Yes, Tammy, I'll change it."

"Are you certain?"

"Yes, Elsie. Is it true that I'm related to you?"

"You are my niece, Helen. I would be honoured if you chose McPherson for your name."

"Then I'll do it, is it complicated?"

"No, Lady Foreland. I can attend to that immediately." Jeremiah Smith was now stood next to the ladies. "Why don't we use the study?"

The paperwork took a few minutes, with the solicitor endorsing a pile of duplicates. "Helen looked bemused, how many am I going to need? Tammy?"

"Your school, St Andrews, the exam board, your doctor, the library, passport agency .... plenty."

By four o'clock, just Elsie, Helen and Tammy remained. Dave had gone with Richard to Dunbankin' so her could use the secure phone, Richard meanwhile was talking to his friends at the bank about Helen's future accounts. He was soon able to fax an account number to Mr Hempleford, ready for Monday morning.

Helen pestered Tammy to go swimming, Tammy agreed but first wanted to go to her room to put on her bikini.

"Why? I've always wondered what it's like to skinny-dip?"

"I'm not comfortable like that Helen, sorry but if you want to swim I need to change." Tammy started to climb the stairs to the Rose Room.

Outside Tammy heard a shout, followed by a second one. She came down the stairs just as Helen was going to open the front door.

"Don't!"

"I want to look."

"Don't open the door. Come into the drawing room instead, you'll see." Tammy turned on the TV and switched to the CCTV feed. Outside, they could see Elsie and two of her grounds staff. Richard and Dave Brown arrived a few minutes later in Richard's Landrover via the back road in order to support the others at the main gate. Tammy couldn't see who Elsie was addressing but could clearly hear instructions for the person, or persons, to get off her land.

She then heard the scullery door open and went to investigate, Jonathan was taking one of the shotguns from the gunrack, he also took a handful of salt shells from an ammo box, loading both chambers as he walked back towards the front of the house.

Helen was glued to the action, "what's going on?"

"My guess is that the press have tried to pay a visit."

"Oh, because of me?"

"Yes, but once they established a link to Viscount Foreland, they would have tried to speak to Elsie anyway. She should have anticipated this, we had all sorts of trouble with me, curious why the main gate wasn't shut already, though."

Tammy regretted the words as they came out of her mouth.

"What trouble with you?"

"Don't worry, it was nothing."

"I heard stories from the girls at my school."

"Don't believe stories."

"They said you used to be a boy."

"And?"

"I did wonder how a boy's school that wasn't admitting girls, had girls in the sixth form?"

"Somebody had to be first."

"Except it sounds like you had been there years."

There was a noise behind them, "there you are girls." Tammy was grateful for the interruption.

"Yes, Dad. Did the press leave voluntarily?"

"Not really, and we can't see that an injunction would be useful as Helen's over eighteen."

"Quite. Are the gates now shut?"

"Yes, the dogs are also being allowed out until dusk."

Elsie stormed back inside a few minutes later, by which time Tammy had switched off the telly. Helen went to apologise for the trouble she was causing.

"Don't be silly, child. It gets boring up here at times, a little excitement never hurt anyone."

Richard and Dave soon drove back to the other house whilst Elsie decided she was going to her room. That left the two girls on their own; Tammy was becoming very uncomfortable.

"Tammy, I love you regardless, but was it true what the girls at school were saying?"

"Did they mention my name?"

"Not as such."

"You mean, not at all?"

"Yes, okay, not at all."

Tammy took a deep breath.

"Yes, I did attend St Andrews as a boy until last year."

"But you're a girl?"

"Yes, I'm a girl."

"The girls at my school, and mum, said there were boys in skirts at the school."

"All the boys have a kilt as part of their uniform, but I would hardly call that a skirt."

"No, no, am I getting confused?"

Tammy gave up.

"Helen, I attended St Andrews as a boy and transitioned last year. I've attended as a girl since December."

"Weren't you in West Side Story?"

"Yes."

"When were you given the part?"

"November."

"So you were a girl then?"

"Yes."

"But you were a boy at school?"

"Yes, at first."

"Why the confusion?"

"I've always been a girl, I suppose, but I have a plumbing problem that meant people didn't understand."

"Oh, is that why you don't want to be seen naked?"

"Yes."

"Can't it be fixed?"

"I've been offered surgery for this autumn."

"Then you'll be alright?"

"Yes."

"Oh my dear, it must have been awful. Stuck in that school, too."

"I coped, Helen, I coped."

"Does Elsie know this?"

"Yes, but I don't broadcast it."

"I understand." Helen gave Tammy a tight hug followed by a lingering kiss. "How about that swim?"

"Yes, but we both need to do some revision too."

"Agreed. Is it too late for me to drop Politics as one of my exams?"

"Because of your mother?"

"Yes."

"No, do your best, regardless of what's gone on."

"Sure, if you say so."

"Helen, don't go along with whatever I say, or anyone else for that matter, be your own person. You are on the cusp of a new life with new challenges and new responsibilities, please do your best for yourself, no-one else, based on the best advice you can get."

 
Sunday 10th May
 

Tammy reminded Elsie over breakfast of her plan for the day, and invited Helen to join her for lunch at the Castletown.

"That's the first I've heard of it and I don't think that's a good idea."

"It's only lunch."

"And it's a very public place, rumours spread very quickly."

Helen kept quiet, the previous day she had been told what she was entitled to, making her a very wealthy young lady with a title.

"Tammy, I still don't think it's a very good idea, why not invite Miss Smith and Mr Hibbert here for lunch instead? I'll ask Jonathan to collect them."

Helen became concerned, "Tanya Smith? She doesn't like me."

"Don't be silly Helen, I know Tanya didn't like your mother but she was okay about you."

"I suppose so."

"Look, if you want good gossip spread around, Tanya is definitely the way to do it." That earned Tammy a glare from Elsie, but Helen laughed.

"I don't think anyone would believe a word of what I say unless it came from a good source!"

"I have to agree with you Helen, but Tammy's approach is the wrong one. We'll have a lunch here, I'll inform the kitchen now. Tammy, please tell me the guest list."

Tammy sighed, "those present plus Angela, Tanya, John and Lori."

"Lori?"

"She's the third girl at St Andrews, Helen. You'll see her when you take your exams so it's best if you meet her first."

"Okay. I've seen John with Tanya before but I don't think I've met Angela."

"She's my sister and was in Macbeth with me, did you see it?"

"Yes, mother was quite insistent. Anyway, she can rot in hell."

The room fell silent, Elsie decided to find the cook. That left Dave Brown and the girls.

"Tammy, could I speak to you in the study?"

Tammy looked at Helen. "I'll only be a few minutes, but why don't you go you tour room to do some revision?"

"Okay."

Tammy followed Dave, closing the study door.

"Tammy, you do know that I'll be submitting a report concerning your involvement this weekend?"

"Yes, do I need to submit a written report?"

"Please do, but wait until you have enough free time."

"Okay. I'm not in a relationship with her, by the way."

"I never said you were, but please be careful. Does she know your background?"

"Sort of, she really is quite naive."

"Please be very careful, she could be an awful security risk."

"Once this weekend's over I'll see less of her. Elsie will keep her in check."

"Yes, but Elsie can't control her when she's at the school, and what if she needs to go into town? She could hardly be locked indoors, again?"

"I see, she'll need a chaperone. I guess that'll be me?"

"Not necessarily, but we'll need to restrict her contacts. We're having all mail to the family home intercepted and delivered to Caithness Marine so we'll deal with any fishing exercises by the press or gold diggers."

"Angela had a few of them."

"So I heard. Anyway, I have your contract here." He pulled a pack out of a folder. "It's actually two contracts, and the Official Secrets Act."

"I signed that before?"

"And you'll sign it again, and again! The first contract is a standard undergraduate contract with Caithness Marine, renewable annually."

"Okay."

"The second is a Security Service contract. You'll get a retainer plus pay when you're doing training or in Cornwall."

"Oh, this is getting serious isn't it?"

"It's already serious, young lady. Please read all the pages and ask questions if you need to. I'll be ten minutes as I'm going up to pack."

"Leaving?"

"Yes, I'll take the lunchtime train so I can be in London tomorrow morning. Deal with Hilary for everything that's not related to your summer work experience, but Hilary does not need to know what you discuss with Heather or Sophie, understand?"

"Yes, need-to-know."

"Exactly."

Tammy read through the documents, taking her time. She wasn't being asking to hand over a pound of flesh or sign away her liberty and was free to refuse to sign. That would however mean the end of her employment and career opportunities. She signed.

Back in the drawing room, Tammy made the phone calls inviting everyone to lunch and a swim beforehand. Angela was her usual non-committal but promised she would consider it. Lori initially declined when the pool was mentioned.

"I don't have a swimsuit, plus I'm not comfortable being semi-naked around anyone."

"Okay, but still come to the lunch please. I'll arrange for you to be collected."

"If you insist."

"Be ready at eleven, please."

She gave the same information to Tanya who begged for exclusive gossip rights.

"We'll discuss that when you get here!"

"I'll ask mum to drop us up to you now."

"Helen's doing revision, she needs a couple of hours of normality. We're collecting Lori so can collect the pair of you at the same time. Remind John he's got to go back to school today."

"Fine, that gives me a few hours with him!"

***

Tammy joined Jonathan in the Range Rover as they went to collect the 18 year olds. Lori was first.

"I'm not sure about this."

"Don't worry, plus I'll be asking you to keep an eye on Helen at the school so you need to be on good terms with her."

"If you say so."

They headed for Sandy Smith's house to collect the other two. John was carrying his weekend bag.

When they arrived Tammy suggested they went to her room.

"Anyone who needs to change can use my bathroom." She started to take off her summer dress where she was stood, causing John to blush. This revealed her bikini. "I'm ready."

"Nice, girl. Your first bikini?"

Tammy nodded, John disappeared into the bathroom looking a little uncomfortable.

Tanya was also already wearing a bikini so quickly shed her top & leggings. That left Lori.

"I don't have a swimsuit."

"I'm sure we could find one?"

Tanya opened her bag, "I brought a spare suit just in case. Did you want to borrow it?

"Err, thanks, but I'm still not sure."

John now returned in a pair of swim shorts, holding a pile of clothes. "Put those on my bed, John. Lori, get in that bathroom!"

The bedroom door opened, Helen was stood there in a swimsuit. "Hi Helen, that swimsuit looks familiarr, Tammy?"

"Yes, Tanya, it's one of mine."

Helen came over to Tammy, gave her a kiss and took her hand.

Tanya didn't miss a beat, "I see". Tammy blushed.

"What are we waiting for?" Asked Helen.

"Me!" was the muffled response from behind the bathroom door. Tammy suggested Tanya led the way while she waited for Lori who had never been to the house before. Once the coast was clear she tapped on the bathroom door.

"Are you okay? They've all gone."

"I'm frightened I'll tear this suit."

"They stretch."

"Okay, oh!"

"What is it?"

I haven't had my arms waxed for weeks, and I only did half a leg because I never wear anything shorter than knee length."

"You need to see Joanne then."

"I can't do this."

"Yes you can, it's only us. You can't hide every time."

"I can."

"That won't help, come on."

"I'll look like a freak."

"I doubt that."

"You don't know, you wouldn't know."

"Wouldn't I Lori? Have you forgotten?"

"Oh, sorry. Okay, but don't laugh." The bathroom door opened and Tammy looked Lori in the eye.

"You look better in that than some girls I've seen on Mediterranean beaches."

Lori started to cry.

"I hope that your mascara is waterproof, come on."

Helen, Tanya and John were mucking around in the water with an inflatable ball when the pair reached the pool.

"I won't be a minute!" Angela had just arrived, she quickly lost her top and skirt to reveal a one-piece suit.

John decided that three-a-side volleyball was needed, not that there was a net. Tammy made a note to order a net for their pool.

It didn't take long for all of them to forget any inhibitions, but it didn't help when Anna come down to the pool.

"Excuse me, Madam would like to remind you that lunch is in half a hour and a guest has asked to speak to Lady Foreland."

"I wonder who wants to see me?" ventured Helen.

"Lady Foreland? You're joking?"

"No Tanya, I only found out yesterday that my father was a Viscount and a McPherson. Unfortunately I never knew him as my mother blocked all access. Then the stupid bitch locks me in the house and tries to steal my inheritance."

"Is that why she was arrested?"

Helen nodded, she'd moved over to Tammy and took her hand. "Tammy's been a great help."

"Come on everyone, let's get ourselves sorted." Tammy needed to get out of the pool.

They took turns under the shower. John was told to go first then sent up to Tammy's bathroom to change. Once he had gone Helen stripped, Tanya and Tammy removed their tops and Lori felt isolated. One by one they wrapped towels then headed up, Tanya opting to use Helen's bathroom to get changed.

Part Twenty Two   "Shrink Wrapped"

 
Sunday 10th May (Continued)
 

When Tammy arrived in the dining room, John, Angela and Lori weren't far behind but there was no sign of Helen or Tanya.

Tammy surveyed the room as Elsie came over. "Where is she? Is she alright? Did anyone say anything?"

"No, Elsie, everything was fine. Tanya dressed in Helen's room so the pair may be talking. Anyway, I think I understand why my Headmaster is here but I didn't think any of us needed a shrink today?"

"That's none of your concern, as far as anyone's concerned she's a guest of mine."

"Yes, Elsie."

"Please go find Helen before I go up there myself."

Tammy scooted, reaching the landing just as the two girls came out of Helen's room. "What's up Tammy?"

"Sorry Tanya, I was sent to chase the pair of you downstairs. What have you been up to?"

"Talking!" The pair spoke in unison.

"Silly me, I thought you knew each-other."

"Not as well as we should have, Tammy," sighed Helen. Tanya was nodding, "it seems we never had anything in common, but Helen's not even common any more!"

By now they'd arrived in the dining room and the giggling attracted plenty of eyes. Everyone else had grabbed a plate of food from the buffet and were migrating to the drawing room but Elsie was stood with Dr Jill Davison. Tanya was obviously a buffet expert as she was back out of the room in under a minute, oblivious to the discussion that was taking place.

"Helen, I would like you to have a talk with Jill. I believe the study is free."

Tammy was not happy, "Helen you don't have to do this. She's a shrink, she's my shrink."

"Oh,Tammy, why do you need a shrink? Elsie, do I have to?"

"No, Helen, but I would like you to have some time with Jill. If you don't want to see her again then that's fine but please speak to her now."

Tammy wanted to say something but was caught by Elsie with a glare, Jill similarly was hostile to Tammy. "Tammy, you didn't have to say that, and you should know that I never discuss other clients. Helen, you might want to get a plate of food first."

Tammy shrugged and went to pick something for herself, although her appetite was waning. Helen picked at the selection then wandered towards the waiting doctor. By now Tammy was the only one left in the dining room so went to join the others.

"What kept you, Tammy?" Tanya was looking concerned, "and where's Helen?"

"Our friendly local shrink has her."

"A shrink? Your shrink?" She asked softly. Tammy nodded. "Oh, what's Helen done to deserve that? She isn't like you, is she? Oh, no she couldn't be."

"You changed together, didn't you, she's one hundred percent girl. This was Elsie's idea and I daren't interfere."

Helen finally returned after fifteen minutes and was immediately directed to see Dr McIntosh, the Head of St Andrews. Tammy wasn't paying attention when she was tapped on the shoulder.

"Your turn, young lady."

"I don't need to see you, Jill."

"No, but what if I said it could help Helen?"

"Against my better judgement? Okay." She abandoned her plate but picked up a glass of white wine en route.

"Please shut the door."

Tammy sat in one of the leather armchairs, Jill was in the other. "What's this all about?"

"Helen mentioned your name twenty or thirty times during our chat."

"She might have done, but I was instrumental in identifying her problem Friday morning."

"I think you're overplaying your role."

"Yesterday I was told I was underplaying it. What's this all about? She mentioned my name, so what?"

"I think we need to work on your anger, Tammy, but not today. Helen is grateful to you, very grateful. She tells me you're in a relationship."

"We're not, she just needs support."

"The kind of support you gave Angela when she started her transition?"

"That's not fair, you were out-voted when you accused me of that before Christmas."

"Well, is it?"

"No it isn't, most of the time she needs a hug or her hand held. She's economical with her words so most of the time I don't say anything."

"The kisses?"

"She's kissed me but I'm not predatory, if that's where you are heading. I'm not a gold-digger either, I don't need her new found wealth, not that she really knows how much she's worth yet."

"I understand the press were here yesterday?"

"She doesn't understand the damage they could do, she's fairly naive."

"So are you taking advantage of that?"

"NO!"

"Thank you Tammy, that's all."

Tammy left without saying a word, her wine glass forgotten. She found Helen waiting for her outside the study.

"I'm sorry Tammy, I didn't know she would want you!" Helen wrapped herself around Tammy. "Do you forgive me?"

"It wasn't your fault, let's rejoin the party." Helen's arms slipped down so they were facing each other holding hands. Tammy leant over and kissed Helen, blushing immediately."

Jill stood in the study, watching intently.

The lunch party continued, but Helen insisted her and Tammy shuffled around the room as a couple. Indeed it was now very obvious that they were an item but neither were challenged on this point.

By four the party had dissipated. Helen was bored, and tired. Tammy needed to get home.

"Helen, I need to do some revision and get an early night. You'll have to come into school in the morning, I normally go there about seven fifteen so I can have breakfast and catch up with the gossip."

"Will Lori and Angela be there?"

"Not at that time, at least not normally. They'll arrive some time after eight. We have a meeting with one of the Deputy Heads on a Monday and Friday until the exams are over, we're free after the meeting."

"Can I go home with you?"

"Helen, dear, both of us need to do revision, your first exam is barely two days away. You need peace and quiet, so do I. I'll pick you up in the morning, okay?"

"Okay". Helen held Tammy and kissed her before walking away, a tear forming in her eye. Tammy went to the Rose Room, gathered her belongings and walked to the scullery for the back door. Elsie intercepted her.

"Tammy, I know you didn't agree with my decision, but I thought it was needed."

"I thought it was cruel, she dragged me in there too."

"Why?"

"She accused me of forcing myself on Helen, the same way she accused me over Angela."

"Oh, I didn't realise."

"You haven't had to suffer Jill, have you? It's not something I would volunteer for and I really don't think Helen needed a shrink when she has all the other support."

"I should speak with her."

"Don't, please, don't. Firstly she needs to get into her school-work but secondly you may have done enough to upset her in one day."

"I see." Elsie was not comfortable being lectured by Tammy. "Can I at least give her your direct number?"

"That's fine, but can I have a few hours first to get some work done?"

"I understand, I'll speak with her at dinner."

"Okay. I'll pick her up just after seven in the morning, we'll breakfast at school so I can introduce her to the rest of the sixth form. I haven't told her what the dress code is, though."

"I'll have Anna lay some clothes out for her in the morning. What time is her appointment?"

"Eleven."

"I'll collect her from school, would you care to meet us at one?"

"Sure, the hotel?"

"Yes."

"Will she be ready for that exposure?"

"We'll find out, won't we?"

"Bye Elsie."

Tammy rode the waiting golf buggy home, plugging in a charging lead before going indoors. She took her weekend case to her room with the intention of sorting it out and lay on her bed for a moment.

Tammy woke with Joan stood over her. "Eh, hello mum."

"I think we need to have a chat about relationships."

"Really? I'm not a little girl and I am on the pill." Tammy did her best to giggle as she propped herself up.

"I am concerned, Tamara Smart, Elsie spoke to me yesterday and I could see for myself that you are not yourself."

"Not myself? I beg to differ. Did you speak to Elsie before or after Jill got her claws on me?"

"Jill? I didn't see her but your Dad and I were a little late."

"Elsie asked her to speak to Helen as apparently I am doing the same to the girl as I did to Angela."

"That's not right."

"I know it isn't and I told Jill that, not that she wanted my opinion. Helen was not prepared for her time with a shrink and I don't believe it was needed - Elsie is interfering."

"That's understandable, Helen is the niece she couldn't acknowledge."

"She's also an eighteen year old who needs to establish herself as an adult in the real world and not have others decide everything for her."

"True, just give her a few days."

"Can the guest room be made ready for her? I think it would be better for Helen to be over here, it would make the school commute easier too."

"I'll discuss that with your father, I hope it's not an excuse to have her in your bed?"

"No!" Tammy blushed, "Helen needs stability and support, over there she'll be isolated. I wouldn't be surprised if Elsie starts making Helen her protégé. She'll have no grounding in real life if that happens."

"Okay, I will talk with your father. What's your plan for tomorrow?"

"School first thing, I'll pick up Helen on my way. Back here then I have a lunch date with Elsie at the Castletown."

"Right, you're cooking tomorrow evening so don't be late."

"Yes, mum. Why wasn't the pool filled? I had a look when I parked the cart."

"There's a problem with the drainage, it'll be a few more days before you can use it. Now, get a move as dinner's in twenty minutes, I suggest you jump in the shower as your hair's a mess."

"Oh," Tammy took herself over to a mirror, "I see what you mean." Joan went out the door, leaving Tammy to herself.

 
Monday 11th May
 

"Finally, I'd like to welcome Miss McPherson who has joined the sixth form until the end of term." The Head indicated to Helen that she should stand.

The Head had caught Tammy, and Helen, on their way into breakfast and asked whether she should be addressed as Lady Foreland, Miss Salmond or Miss McPherson. "Oh, just 'Helen' would do, Sir."

"I see, 'Miss McPherson' it is then. I'll inform the senior staff."

Tammy decided that Helen could be spared the assembly so went to the common room after breakfast to introduce her to the many sixth formers who would pass that way.

"We weren't allowed a kettle in our common room, just an awful vending machine." She sipped her coffee. "Mum didn't like me drinking coffee either, she said it was a stimulant."

"It is, but it helps me in the mornings along with the large percentage of the adult population, so why fight it?"

"Oh, I like it, decent coffee anyway."

Helen was respectfully dressed in a long black skirt, paired with a white blouse and a plaid cardigan. It looked to Tammy like Elsie had won that battle this morning.

She was cautious in the alien environment of a private school, but had already told Tammy that she hadn't been comfortable at Thurso High either, because of her mother's continuous interference. She had, however, managed to mask her feelings and ignore any of the nastier comments that had come her way. None of this conversation continued near the boys of the sixth form.

Most of the boys were naturally wary of her, given that on Friday they had no inkling that another girl would be starting at the school. Many had no idea who she was anyway, most just gave her a wide berth, although pleasantries were exchanged by the more daring or respectful. Tammy was very aware that Helen might take her hand for support, but that would have initiated a high alert on the rumour network that was unstoppable.

There wasn't any rule about displays of affection at St Andrews, it was just assumed that the boys didn't need such guidance and the governors had yet to discuss any additional policy changes relating to the female intake.

By nine, the lower sixth had gone to their lessons or to the library for private study. Deputy Head Mr Thompson knocked on the door and asked the upper sixth if he could hold the meeting in the common room as none of the near classrooms were free.

"I'd like to welcome Miss McPherson who has joined us until the end of the summer term, she'll be looked after by Miss Smart and Miss Small for the next few days." This was news to Angela who had arrived in the room just before Mr Thompson.

"There are no exams today but the season starts tomorrow morning. Please ensure you have your exam timetable, please also check if the exam is being held in the gymnasium or one of the classrooms as there have been a few alterations. Finally, make sure you have adequate supplies of pens and pencils and any other equipment. There is an extra bus into town at ten o'clock, returning at midday, for those who need the stationers. I will be available in my room for the next half hour if any boys, or girls, have any queries."

With that he left the room, many of the sixth formers started drifting out, others made a beeline for the kettle.

"Tammy, what do we do now?"

"Your appointment's at eleven?"

"Yes."

"I was going to go home and study there, Elsie said she'd pick you up from here."

"I know, but could you give me a tour of the school? I'd also like to move to your home, if I could."

"Why not stay where you are?"

"I'm just not comfortable, it feels more like a hotel than a home."

"Have you said this to Elsie?"

"I don't dare, I mean she's been so kind to me and everything, but I don't have the money to stay on my own yet, not that I think I'm ready."

A couple of boys had started to listen so Tammy guided Helen out of the room and started the tour. Although it wasn't necessary, they first went to Tammy's dorm.

"Did you really stay in here?"

"Once I was in the sixth form, until then I shared with John."

"So, he knew about your little problem?"

"Not until last autumn. Would you like a drink?"

"Tea?"

Tammy took a couple of containers out of her bag, she had a small jar of coffee, some tea bags and portions of UHT milk. She filled up the kettle and put it on to boil, before sitting on her bed. Helen joined her.

"This is cosy."

"It was home for me." There was a tap on the door, startling the pair, Tammy stood to open it finding John outside.

"I could hear you filling the kettle, any chance of a cuppa?" He spied Helen sat on the bed, "oh Hi Helen." He blushed, Tammy noticed it but said nothing.

"You'll have to bring a cup, John, I only have two."

"Mine both need washing, don't worry about it." He retreated, closing the door.

"Tammy, what was that about?"

"I suspect he wasn't expecting to find you here, I'll find out a bit later."

"Is it something I've done?" Helen was upset.

"No, no, I'll ask Tanya what's going on."

"Why her?"

"John was embarrassed, that probably means Tanya's asked him to find something out."

Tammy took her phone out and sent Tanya a message, asking what John was up to. Her reply didn't take long, although Tammy made the two cups of tea before reading it.

Why?
 
He just left my room blushing badly
 
Is Helen there?
 
Yes
 
That's why
 
That tells me nothing, Miss Smith
 
Well, are you and her an item???? Miss Smart?
 
None of your business!
 
That's what I thought, so I asked John to find out
 
Can't do your own dirty work?
 
Not when you have a willing boyfriend
 
Typical! Got to go
 
ttfn

"So what did she say?"

"Tanya wants to know if we're in a relationship. I told her it was none of her business."

"Oh, so are we?"

"I don't know, Helen, I don't know."

Helen leaned over to kiss Tammy, resistance was futile.

Part Twenty Three   "Suzie"

 
Friday 15th May
 

Tammy, Lori and Helen walked out of the gymnasium at the end of the two and a half hour exam. Tammy and Lori had just completed the first GCSE A Level English Literature paper, whereas Helen had done the Scottish Highers equivalent.

"That wasn't too bad," offered Tammy. The other girls stopped and turned.

"What?"

"I said it wasn't too bad."

"That was easy for you to say."

"Come on Lori, you shouldn't have struggled on that paper. I don't know the Higher paper so I can't comment on your's Helen."

"I wasn't ready, I didn't do enough revision and I found the Macbeth questions a problem. All I did was see one performance at the Mill and watch a video in class, I didn't even have a script at home."

"We put on a performance here before the theatre production, Tammy directed the school production."

"You're in a private school, I'm sure that kind of thing happens all the time?"

"No, it was meant to be a classroom play but the English master decided the whole school could see it. He then got into trouble with the Head, who asked me to look after it. The whole thing was done very quickly, too quickly."

They continued walking, having caused a logjam of boys, some of whom were taking an interest in the girls' conversation.

"The lunch bell is going in a minute, are you staying, Helen?"

"I'm not hungry and I came on this morning. It's a good job I don't have another exam until Wednesday."

"I see."

"Oh, sorry, you don't suffer - do you?"

"No, I don't, but if it's a problem you should see your GP."

"I don't have one, at least I don't think so. Mum had an argument with an old Doctor, Huskens I think, and stopped going there."

"That was Dr Hoskins. He retired a few months ago then Dr Sutherland took over, she's good. She runs a well woman clinic on a Wednesday morning, just drop in."

I don't know if I can get there, can you ask your father again if I can move?"

"I'll ask, but I suspect the answer is going to be the same until half-term."

"That's another week."

"Yes. I'm heading directly into town as I need to see someone. Who wants a lift?"

Lori, unsurprisingly, wanted to go home. Helen shrugged and went to the common room, pulling her phone out of her bag.

"Put that away!"

One of the masters was passing Helen in the corridor when he spotted the phone.

"Put that away."

"No, I've just done badly in an exam, I'm on my period and I want to book some transport out of here!"

The entire corridor fell silent.

The Head, who had walked up to speak to Tammy, was the next voice.

"Miss McPherson, my office, now!" He turned to Tammy, "You did tell her the rules?"

"Yes, Sir. If you don't mind, I have a meeting in town."

"By all means."

Tammy and Lori made a quick exit and headed to Tammy's car, Tammy wondered how harsh Dr McIntosh would be, given that the Head would not normally become involved in a minor issue. Helen's reaction, however, probably changed that. She guessed there was no precedence in this case.

Somehow, the press had got wind of Helen's presence at the school and this prompted a few phone calls. Chairman of the Governors, Harry Davison, had put out a terse statement that offered nothing. It hadn't taken long for the boys to identify Helen McPherson aka Salmond aka Lady Foreland but a few reminders during assembly had minimised the problem.

The activities around her mother were of greater interest to the press, as an application had been made by the Procurator Fiscal of the High Court in Edinburgh to have Veronica Salmond's case transferred there from London.

The reasoning was sound, Helen's trust fund had been invested with a Scottish bank, although a London branch had been used for convenience. The incarceration of Helen in Thurso by her mother was deemed to be a lesser offence, ironically.

The application had been granted that morning and arrangements were made to relocate Veronica to Cornton Vale women's prison in Stirling. A bail application was dismissed on the spot.

Tammy parked and waited until Lori had walked away before she allowed herself into Caithness Marine. Once in the main office she was surprised to find Suzie Small.

"Tammy!"

"Hi Suzie, I had no idea you were going to be here?"

"I was asked yesterday as Hilary needed to be elsewhere, so I travelled up overnight. I was told to keep a low profile."

"Oh, so you can't tell your own mother that you're here?"

"That's how it seemed?"

"When do you go back?"

"Sunday."

"You'll have to stay with us."

"No, there might be too many questions. I booked at the Regent guest house."

"Don't be silly, we have a pool party tomorrow so you're invited."

"I'l have to check with Jenny."

"Fine, did Hilary leave anything for me?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Okay, I'll be back in a while. Do you want a sandwich?"

"Please, a tuna mayo roll?"

"Sure."

Tammy's next stop was the sports shop, she decided that she needed to replace the one-piece swimsuit she'd loaned Helen plus she could do with a second bikini, plus a matching wrap. While she was there, she made enquiries.

"Do you stock volleyball nets? Needs to be at least 10m wide and suitable for a pool."

"Yes, we have one in our stock room, it's fully adjustable."

"Can you deliver?"

"Yes, it would be around five thirty?"

"Great, I'll need some soft balls too." She giggled at her double-entendre, although the assistant was doing his best not to blush. Tammy gave him the address then paid for the swimwear as well. She needed to get Helen into the store, but that might have to wait.

Tammy had finally concluded that she was definitely not ready for a relationship, she'd been telling herself this since the previous week but it took Monday's incident to shake her into common sense. Helen was engaged in a full snogging session when there was a knock on the dorm room door.

Stood outside was Joan, there to speak to Helen about school welfare arrangements. She'd taken one look at Tammy's smudged lipstick, turned and walked away. Her only words were "later, young lady, later!"

That night she had been accused of bringing the school into disrepute, putting her career in jeopardy as well as having a lack of common sense. Any possibility of Helen moving across to Dunbankin' had been put on hold 'for the time being'. Tammy had also lost access to her dorm until the half term break.

She next paid a visit to the bank. Tammy needed some cash but was also tasked to collect Helen's bank cards.

Finally she made it to the sandwich shop and picked up two tuna mayo rolls, plus a couple of sticky buns.

Suzie was just off the secure phone when Tammy let herself back into the office.

"Jenny says that's fine."

"Great. By the way, do you know how Heather is?"

"Haven't you called?"

"Dave Brown said I was to give her some time after her stay in hospital."

"Well, Jenny wasn't happy when Heather started work two days after she got home!"

"So it was major surgery?"

"Oh yes, but it's not for me to say anything more. Anyway, you have exams to worry about."

"It's not that long before they're finished, just over a month."

"There's still plenty of time, anyway we haven't finalised what you'll be doing."

"Okay, so long as I know where I'm going?"

"We'll confirm that nearer the time. Don't sit down, I've boiled the kettle, can you make us a cuppa?"

***

Tammy had one last appointment of the day, having directed Suzie to buy herself a swimsuit - she'd wrongly decided that she didn't need one for her short trip to Thurso.

"Come in Tammy, take a seat."

"Hello Doctor Abi, I'm not sure why I needed this appointment and no-one would tell me over the phone."

"I've some concerns about your latest blood results."

"Oh, I feel fine so what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, but there are some signs that need a second test."

"Okay, best do it now."

"It's not that simple Tammy, unfortunately this will have to be a fasting test."

"Fasting?"

"Yes, nothing to eat after eight in the evening until after the test has been completed."

"So why isn't it called a 'starving' test?"

"I wish I had a few quid for every time I heard that, Miss Smart?"

"So, isn't this a test for diabetes?"

"It can be used for that, but in this case it's your liver function that needs to be checked."

"Why?"

"It's purely precautionary, but you were taking blockers for a while when they weren't needed and then had a serious infection. We've been able to compare the bloods you gave us last week to the previous results, and it needs further investigation."

"Fine, when?"

"You had best avoid a day when you have an exam."

"Okay, next week I'm free on Tuesday, Thursday and Friday."

"I'll book you in for eight thirty on Tuesday morning with the nurse, you don't need to see me. Remember, nothing except water from eight on Monday evening."

"Understood."

"One last thing, here's a prescription for your HRT, the last one was six months ago and has run out."

"Thanks."

She was barely back indoors when her father accosted her.

"Suzie called, she has something for you."

"I only left her half an hour ago."

"Well, she called ten minutes ago as she couldn't get you on your mobile."

"It was off, I went to see the Doctor."

"Something wrong?"

"I don't think so, but I have to have another blood test on Tuesday morning and can't have any breakfast beforehand."

"I see, that might be a problem then."

"Why?"

"The Head has asked that Helen be accompanied everywhere for the next week, apparently she has a Politics exam on Tuesday morning."

"Someone else will have to do it."

"What actually happened this morning?"

Tammy recounted the incident. "So you left her there?"

"Yes, Dad, she has to realise this isn't Thurso High and being dragged into the Head's office is a good reminder."

"I see, now back to Suzie?"

"Has she asked you if she can stay?"

"She has, but weren't you supposed to let me know?"

"Suzie wasn't even supposed to let any of us know she was in town!"

"So I gather, she used the secure phone and wouldn't let me inform anyone."

"Anyway, what does she have for me?"

"She didn't say."

"Oh, I have a delivery coming after five."

"Thanks, but it arrived an hour ago."

"Typical."

"The pool team were still here so they put it up, fancy a look?"

"Sure."

 
Saturday 16th May
 

Suzie insisted that Tammy had to accompany her back to Caithness Marine on Saturday morning. Tammy meanwhile had booked Suzie in with Joanne.

"I don't need a wax."

"I beg to differ, Suzie, your appointment is at nine."

"Well, enjoy yourself while I'm over there - you have to read the staff handbook and sign the receipt."

"Can't I take it home?"

"It can't leave this office and goes back in the safe when you're done, see you later."

Suzie dashed out of the door so Tammy wandered across to the kettle to make a coffee. She opened a biscuit jar and took a chocolate Hobnob out. The secure phone in Heather's office rang.

"Those are my Hobnobs you're stealing!"

"Damn those pesky cameras!"

"It's for your safety, Tammy."

"Sure, Hilary, I'll remember that. What are you doing in the office on a Saturday?"

"Working, what else? I see you managed to corrupt Suzie."

"It was a bit cruel telling her she couldn't let her mum or sister know she was in town."

"She followed procedure, anyway you're supposed to be reading the handbook. Can you remember your secure login for the network?"

"I think so."

"Okay, log in and check your emails, there are some tasks for you."

"I'm in the middle of my exams!"

"You have a week off coming up."

"Thanks, but I was hoping for some revision and free time?"

"Well, this isn't hard work and won't involve more than a few days."

"What is it, then?"

"Sorry, you'll just have to read the emails. Got to go, bye."

Tammy tried to login but her password had expired, forcing her to call the IT helpdesk. Of course, she first had to establish who she was, and wave at one of the office cameras for the helpdesk's benefit.

Finally she logged in and found the tasks Hilary had referred to; she was to photograph the harbours at Thurso and Scrabster between seven and eight each morning on Sunday, Monday, Wednesday and Friday during half term, including every boat in the harbour and any people working in and around the harbour. She was to alternate between the two local harbours, whether to see Thurso before Scrabster or vice-versa.

Tammy was directed to look in the office safe, except she didn't have access.

Going back to the emails, she saw that she had a secondary email account under the Caithness Marine banner, opening that inbox she found several emails from the local harbour masters. It seemed Tammy was undertaking a survey with the full knowledge of the harbour authorities, but she needed to check in with the duty harbour master each time.

Tammy sent a few replies and worked out how to put the Caithness Marine email account on her phone.

She'd mostly finished the staff handbook when Suzie returned.

"I'd like to see your face when Joanne gives you a Brazilian!"

"I had one a week or so ago!"

"Okay, Miss Smarty-knickers, have you finished that?"

Tammy signed the sheet, "yes. I need to get into the safe though."

"Okay, why?"

"This needs to be put away and there's a package for me, apparently."

Suzie took a minute or so to open the large steel container, which included answering a phone call from the security folk. Inside were an envelope for Tammy and a camera bag. The envelope included a Caithness Marine identity card and a pack of business cards, identifying Tammy as an 'Assistant Survey Officer'. The identity card was interesting as it looked nothing like the secure access card Tammy would use to get into the office.

Tammy unzipped the camera bag to have a quick look but decided she could do that better at home.

"I'm done, Suzie. Let's go find a party."

Part Twenty Four   "Uniforms"

 
Monday 18th May
 

"You have a reminder from the doctor's surgery, Tammy, about your blood test."

"Thanks, Pru, anything else?"

"Elsie asks that you speak to her this evening."

"Fine, where's Dad?"

"Governors' meeting at the school. You didn't stay there for lunch?"

"No, I needed to get out of that place. The Head looked like he wanted to speak to me just afer breakfast but wasn't around when I came out of the gym after the exam. I guess he was in the meeting."

"You may be right. You'd best make sure Julie knows you're here otherwise you might not get any lunch."

Tammy took herself to her room, flopping onto her bed. Today's exam had been the first part of Business Studies, it hadn't been overly difficult but it had involved an awful lot of writing.

She came to, Angela was stood beside the bed with a smile on her face.

Tammy, swung her legs off the bed and shuffled into her bathroom, returning a minute or two later with a clean face. Angela was still smiling.

"Okay, what's up?"

Angela handed her a letter, Tammy first noticed it was on Glasgow Royal Infirmary headed paper before reading the content.

"Oh, well done sis!"

"Thanks, I thought I'd have to wait a few more months?"

"Look, phone the surgery and let Dr Abi know, I'm there in the morning and can collect your prescription."

"Thanks, but I want to take my first one today! I'm on the pill!"

"Not until there's a prescription, young lady! Okay, why don't you ask Pru to fax the letter to the surgery then call an hour later, if they can issue the thing today then we'll go collect it."

"Thanks!" Angela bounced out of Tammy's room, a complete change from the girl who had been moping all of the previous few weeks. The diagnosis had been simple enough, Angela's testosterone levels had dropped so low they were barely registering. Because of that, her GP had stopped the blockers immediately and took more bloods for urgent testing.

That was the last Angela had been told, but it was clear from Professor Robert's letter that he had spoken to the Endocrinologist Dr Yates and to their shrink, Jill Davison, just before the weekend; the letter was postmarked Friday.

What Angela did have to do, however, was to see the Professor as soon as her exams were over, Tammy hoped that Pru would spot that requirement and make the necessary arrangements.

Looking at her clock, it was gone two, lunch had been and gone. Someone had, however, left a sandwich on her desk with a glass of water and a banana. Her hunger now out-weighed any other concern.

She decided on a shower, followed by climbing into a onesie. Tammy knew that she'd promised Angela a lift to the surgery but didn't really have the energy. She heard a phone ring downstairs but ignored it, simply laying back on her bed.

Tammy woke just after five when Joan came into her room.

"What's up with you, Tammy?"

"I'm tired, shattered in fact."

"Is that all?"

"I don't think I'm going down with anything."

"Okay, I was going to see if you wanted to go to Inverness with me tomorrow?"

"I have to be at the surgery at nine."

"Oh, I wanted to leave at half seven, if not earlier."

"Sorry, I'm not available. Where are you going?"

"To the uniform outfitters, the governors have asked me to obtain some samples."

"Okay, but why me?"

"An issue has come up, we might need a school dress, for a short while anyway."

"That's interesting, who is it for? I'm guessing it's one of the lower years'?"

"Sorry Tammy, it's confidential and might not happen. I wanted your input on the design and you could have modelled too."

"Why not take Angela instead?"

"I checked, she has a history exam tomorrow afternoon."

"Oh, and you won't tell me who has asked?"

"No, Tammy, I can't."

"The Head wanted to speak to me this morning, but I didn't get a chance, was it about this?"

"May have been, but I guess it could have been something completely different too? Are you coming down for dinner?"

"Sure. Did Angela show you the letter?"

"She called me, I swung past the surgery on my way home and picked up the pills, it was only a two month supply but Pru's booked her to see the professor during the summer. Apparently he wants to see you at the end of the summer?"

"I vaguely remember something like that, but I need to talk to him about my surgery."

"Are you having second thoughts?"

"No, not at all, but I don't think I should have it done this autumn, there's just too much going on. It would be better next summer?"

"That makes sense, but you'll be cooped up indoors for a few weeks during the nicest time of the year."

"I guess there's no perfect time."

"Where something like this is concerned, there isn't. I remember when I was pregnant with Suzie, I had to carry her all through the summer, she was born at the end of August. We were in the South then, and it really was a hot summer that year."

"No choice on timing?"

"We'd been trying for ages, and were wiling to take the first offer. George ....." Joan looked away, not willing to recall this memory of her deceased husband.

"I'll be in the kitchen." She left Tammy on her own to ponder what Joan had been about to say?

***

Tammy called to speak to Elsie but reached Helen instead.

"Aunt Elsie is busy, and I'm bored."

"Sorry, Helen, but it's out of my hands. Do you know what Elsie wanted to talk to me about?"

"No, but I need to be in school in the morning, can you take me?"

"I can't sorry, you'll have to make other arrangements."

"I wish I could have stayed at my old school, there are too many stupid rules."

"It's worked out fine for everyone else. How are you feeling?"

"Run down, I'm still on and still don't like it that I couldn't go in your pool on Saturday."

"Are you going to see the doctor?"

"I'll go on Wednesday morning, I have an exam that afternoon."

"Okay, you'll like Dr Abi. We're going to the self defence class tomorrow might if you're interested?"

"Who?"

"Me, Tanya, John and maybe Angela."

"It will get me out of here for a few hours?"

"Yes, I'll pick you up at seven."

 
Tuesday 19th May
 

Tammy felt her stomach complain when she pulled into the carpark at the ddoctor's surgery just before nine. Her appointment was with the nurse, who she'd seen previously.

"Good morning Miss Smart, could you take your jacket off? When was the last time you had anything to eat or drink?"

"Seven last night, if you discount the glass of water this morning."

"Good." The nurse had inserted the canula without Tammy paying any attention and was quickly filling the first vial. Four more vials followed, within two minutes she had her jacket on and was on the way out of the door.

Tammy immediately saw the school secretary, Janet Adams, accompanied by a boy in a kilt who was trying hard to hide from Tammy. On closer look, she could see that the kilt was a tartan skirt and there were some red marks on his legs above white ankle socks. His top was covered by a black hoodie in an attempt to hide his face.

"Hi Janet, and, err Gerry?"

"I wasn't expecting to find anyone here, Tammy, and I'd be grateful if you didn't say anything."

Tammy nodded, she could see that Gerry Anders was positively frightened. Her stomach rumbled, making her next move an easy one.

"I'm off home, I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Okay."

Tammy wondered what was going on with Gerry, who James Hunter had called Geraldine only a couple of weeks earlier.

Back at home she went for a substantial breakfast before hitting her maths folders, in preparation for the following morning's exam. Angela looked in just before lunch.

"How long did it take before you felt any different?"

"Being on HRT?"

"Yes, I can't feel anything."

"You only started last night! It might be a month, or much longer, you should have another blood test booked?"

"Yes, mum was asked when she collected the prescription to make an appointment for me, I guess I'll have to see Jill again?"

"That's your decision, but I'm not happy with her right now."

"Oh?"

"I don't want to repeat it Angela, but it concerned Helen."

"Okay."

"Have you seen anything of Gerry Anders in school?"

"No, not for a week or two. Why?"

"Just curious, I haven't seen him in school either."

Angela went back to her room, she had two exams the following day, Maths before lunch and History after lunch, could that wipe her positive attitude away?

Her bedroom phone rang just before lunch.

"Hello Elsie."

"I thought you were going to call me last night?"

"I did but Helen said you were busy."

"That girl! Now, I need to run this past your father but I'm going away for a fortnight and she can't stay here. I understand that you might have some reservations?"

"I do, but I hope she's lost the infatuation she had?"

"I doubt it, you are still her main topic of conversation."

"Oh dear. Is there another option?"

"I spoke with Dave Brown in case he had any concerns and he really doesn't want her to be out of our sight."

"That's awkward."

"Indeed, Tammy."

***

"First it was the lousy exam this morning and then I find out that Elsie's going to Austria on holiday in a few days, she told me this afternoon. Can you believe it?"

Helen hadn't even put her seat belt on before starting to talk.

"I mean, I've never been there so she could take me but she says it's not possible. I'll be on my own, please can't you do something about it?"

Tammy was trying to concentrate on the road, and didn't appreciate it when Helen reached over and touched her knee.

"Don't! I could lose control!"

"I'm sorry!" Helen burst into tears. "You don't want me, nobody wants me."

"That's not true, Helen, but I cannot have a relationship right now, it just wouldn't work."

"I don't believe you."

"Look, as soon as our exams are finished, I have to go to London for my summer internship. I won't be back before September."

"Doing what?"

"I don't know yet."

The pair were quiet for the rest of the run to the hall, arriving just before John & Tanya. Angela had again decided against joining them.

The instructor, Vance, welcomed them but didn't recognise Helen.

"I'd like to join, you can blame my friends for my being here."

"I'm afraid I don't think you should be here unless you personally want to."

"Well, in that case ..."

"Please fill in the registration form, how old are you?"

"I was eighteen in April."

"Okay."

Tammy managed to speak briefly to John during a break.

"Has Tanya submitted her job application?"

"Yes, I delivered it on Monday."

"Good, I hope she's a bit more prepared this time."

"So do I."

"Have you seen Gerry Anders in school?"

"No, but meals are being taken to his room and Mrs Small takes work to him, he's not having any visitors."

"Oh, I wonder what the problem is, he was at the surgery this morning."

"What did he say?"

"Nothing, and he wasn't expecting to see anyone either, Mrs Adams was with him."

The session restarted before Tammy could say any more. Half an hour later they were leaving the scout hall. Tammy dropped a tired Helen off at the McPherson estate before going home to a well-earned night's sleep.

 
Wednesday 20th May
 

Tammy drove herself, Angela and Helen into school. Helen's exam was after lunch but she decided she could work in the library.

Under the rules, drawn up the previous week, Helen could not walk freely around the school without a chaperone. She was also not welcome in the common room unless a prefect was with her. Tammy and Angela were the nominated chaperones but both had Maths exams that morning.

They arrived in time for breakfast and a cryptic announcement from the Head.

"Could I remind you all that if you have any health concerns, go see the matron or Mrs Small - don't let a small problem get out of hand."

Tammy made certain Helen was safely escorted to the library then took herself to the gymnasium for a few hours of hell.

"Well, that wasn't as bad as I thought." The comment came from John as he caught up with Tammy. "What did you think?"

"I reckon some of the mocks were more difficult!"

The consensus from the boys, and occasional girl, leaving the gym was that they were satisfied with the exam. Tammy was handed a note by one of the other prefects.

Please see Mrs Small after lunch

"I wonder what she wants?" Tammy hadn't seen Joan that morning and hadn't seen much of her the previous evening either.

At lunch the talk on the sixth form table was all about the exams - it affected all of them. The lower sixth, a year behind Tammy, John and Angela, wouldn't normally have exams but they were all taking the English Language A/S Level, a peculiar qualification that was between a GCSE and A Level. Even those students not taking the English Language A Level were put in for the equivalent A/S Level exam. Tammy herself had taken, and passed, this a year earlier.

With lunch out of the way, Tammy went to Joan's room.

"Did you have anything planned?"

"I was going into town, why?"

"I'd like your help, I understand you saw Mr Anders yesterday morning."

"Yes, I hope he's okay?"

"Unfortunately, he isn't alright. He has suffered with psoriasis since infancy but it has flared up terribly at the moment."

"The red marks on his legs?"

"That's right, he can't wear trousers as they cause inflammation. He also couldn't wear his kilt as it's woollen, he's only really able to wear cotton at the moment."

"So that's why he was in a skirt?"

"Yes, a purely practical measure. Unfortunately, he also suffers around the waist so we've been looking at a suitable solution that could be worn around school."

"Hence your trip to Inverness yesterday?"

"Yes. We looked at gingham school dresses but they really look best suited to younger girls and don't fit the style of this school. We therefore settled on this." Joan pointed behind Tammy at the tartan frock. "It's 100% cotton and can be worn with a plain white cotton top."

"Why not let him wear his own clothes?"

"He's says he's not transgendered and does not have any skirts other than the one you saw yesterday. He only needs one dress and a few plain tops until the flare-up finishes."

"What did the governors say about it?"

"There was no argument, the boy's education comes above everything else. He cannot sit an exam if he's stuck in his room."

Part Twenty Five   "Agent 003½"

 
Wednesday 20th May (Continued)
 

Tammy took the tartan dress, now in a garment bag, into the sixth form dormitory block. She passed by her own room, before knocking on a door.

"Gerry, it's Tammy, can I come in?"

"I'm busy."

"There's no-one else out here and Mrs Small asked me to come up here."

"She told you?"

"Yes, she asked me to help, now please open this door!"

Tammy heard a click then the door started to open, Gerry took a look into the corridor before letting Tammy in. Tammy first saw that he was in a short dressing gown but the hem of a nightie could be seen underneath it.

She closed the door and hung the garment bag on the back of it.

"Gerry, I had no idea you suffered, how bad is it?"

"This is the worst it's ever been," he lifted his dressing gown and nightie a few inches to reveal a large red area on his left leg, above the knee, a small one was on the right leg. "There's others but it's manageable if I don't wear anything on the affected areas."

"Is there a cream you can use?"

"Not really, there's a few limited treatments but no cure. The GP thinks this flare-up is down to exam stress."

"What about last year, when you did your GCSE exams?"

"It wasn't as bad, strangely enough, but I wasn't worried about them. What I heard last week was that we're not doing the English Language A/S Level after all, we're all doing the full A Level or Scottish Higher instead."

"After a year? It's a two year course, and not all of the Lower Sixth were taking it anyway."

"Well, someone thought we were ready, and everyone gets a chance to retake it in a year or gains six periods of free time instead if they pass?"

"Whose idea was it?"

"One of the governors, apparently. The Head's agreed to trial it this year."

Tammy's eyes had lingered on the nightie, it didn't look new, Gerry answered the question.

"It's comfortable when I can't wear PJs."

"Was that what James saw in your case a few weeks ago?"

"Yes."

"What about the skirt?" It was on an airer by the window and looked damp.

"I washed it last night, Mrs Small got me it as a temporary measure. I didn't bring anything else with me, just in case."

"You have some skirts, then?"

"A couple, for when I get it bad at home. They're my sister's cast-offs, I'd never been out in one before."

"It was very brave."

"It was a necessity, I had to get pain killers so I can sleep. As soon as the exams are done I have a break at the Dead Sea booked, the salts have been known to give relief."

"Okay, can you see if the dress fits?"

"I haven't showered yet today, can we leave it now?"

"Sure, what about tomorrow?"

"Do you need to be here?"

"No, but I want to help if I can. How about we go down to breakfast in the morning?"

"Okay, but can I have a look at it first?"

Tammy took the dress out of the bag, first holding it against Gerry. "The length is good. You'll need a white top."

"I had visions of a frilly gingham frock! I have a long sleeved white t-shirt that I wear if I have any patches on my arms."

"That should work. What about make-up?"

"No!"

"Only kidding, but you will get ribbed a bit."

"I know."

"Anyway, I think Mrs Small is getting some of those lovely gingham frocks for punishment."

"She wouldn't?"

"She probably can't, but they'll be on show as a warning even if the Head would never sanction it."

Gerry laughed, "thanks Tammy, I needed cheering up!"

"Look, you're a good guy! I'll go back to Mrs Small and let her know what's planned."

"Thanks." Tammy gave him a peck on the cheek before letting herself out of the room, there was a click behind her.

Tammy arrived in the main entrance lobby a few minutes later and checked the clock. It was gone two and the bell for last period was about to ring. She went to Joan's room but the 'busy' light was on. She turned to head for her car but was intercepted by Janet Adams who ushered her into the office.

"Have you seen Gerry Anders?"

"Yes, he'll be down for breakfast tomorrow."

"Good, I'll have the house team clean his room thoroughly as soon as he's out of there. Can you keep him away for half an hour?"

"Easy, we'll go to the common room afterwards if he doesn't have a lesson."

"Thanks, what are you doing for the rest of the week?"

"I have no more exams until the second of June but it looks like I'm here for the next two mornings. Oh, damn."

"What?"

"Helen was supposed to go to the Well Woman clinic this morning and I brought her here instead."

"I took her at ten, she has an appointment next Tuesday with the GP. Can you make sure she goes?"

"It looks like I'll have to, Elsie McPherson is away for a couple of weeks."

"Thanks, by the way I'm away for a few days myself."

Outside the bell rang and the lobby started to fill. Janet suggested Tammy stayed for a cup of tea but one of the senior masters arrived and dismissed Tammy. She had never liked Dr Meier, the head of music, and had dropped music several years earlier because of him.

Angela and Helen were both due to finish exams in the next forty minutes so she took herself to the common room. It was strangely deserted, aiming to kill some time Tammy put the kettle on and set about making a coffee.

She picked up a copy of the Times that was laying around. The political fallout following the general election still dominated the news. Buried inside the paper was a small article:

Disgraced MP Veronica Salmond was due to be bailed this morning. A spokesman for the Procurator Fiscal told journalists that they would not be objecting as she was not considered a flight risk. Bail restrictions have yet to be established.

"Oh shit."

"Language!"

She spun around, a difficult feat when you're in an armchair. Deputy head Mr Thompson was in the doorway.

"Sorry Sir, I've just read that Veronica Salmond was due to be bailed this morning."

"That's what I came to tell you, there's just been a call to the Head warning him."

Tammy took her phone out of her bag, "damn, four missed calls."

"Can I suggest you go outside to return any calls, we don't want a repeat of Miss McPherson's offence?"

"No, Sir. The history paper is due to finish any time now and I'm giving two girls a lift home, could you let the monitor know I'll be in the rear carpark?"

"Is this potentially bad news?"

"Yes, she was good friends with Yvonne Stewart and I suspect there are some sympathisers amongst the staff still."

"I'll let the Head know and I'll be waiting for Miss McPherson myself."

"Thank you Sir."

"Go!"

Tammy arrived at her car a couple of minutes later but was already dialling the research centre's secure phone. She docked her phone just before it was answered.

"Tammy, we're still updating what we know but it looks like Veronica Salmond is heading back to Thurso right now. She apparently tried to book a helicopter from your father's firm but was refused as she still owes for her ride two weeks ago. For some reason there were no bail conditions, she simply needs to return to court in two months."

"Okay, what's her ETA?"

"Her train will get in about four. Given that the press know by now that her daughter's at the school and they've been to Elsie McPherson's house, Helen will have to be moved. Where is she right now?"

"In an exam, due out in ten minutes or so."

"Can you take her home? We'll talk to the police about security."

"How serious is the threat?"

"Our intel is that she'll try to take Helen to Austria or Switzerland, apparently Helen's father had some investments there that weren't declared in the will. Veronica's been briefing the press since she was allowed out of Cornton Vale Prison."

"Elsie was going to Austria on Friday."

"I didn't know that, it might be relevant. For info, Helen's old passport has been cancelled, has her new one arrived yet?"

"I don't know, but it would be in Elsie's safe."

"Okay, I'll check with the Passport Office to see when it was sent, we're limited in our options though as the girl's over eighteen."

"Understood. Can you let Elsie and my Dad know?"

"Sure."

Tammy went back inside to find Helen, and update everyone else. Lori was the first out of the gymnasium.

"Umm, Tammy, could you give me a ride into town?"

"Sorry, but something's come up. I need to get Helen out of here."

"Oh, what's up?"

"I can't say and I hope it's nothing, but ...." Angela was approaching with Helen in tow, both looked pleased.

"Right, we need to go, I'll explain on the way."

"What's the rush Tammy, we'll get a ride with mum."

"No Angela, sorry. Helen, you and I need to leave now, your mother's been bailed and is on her way."

"Bugger, is she going to ruin it? I was determined to do badly in my exams to spite her, but instead of that I think I've done okay."

"Look, she may only have her own interests at heart, we need to leave before the press get here."

Angela agreed to join them, not that she knew the plan. Tammy tried calling Elsie but the number was engaged, so she got moving. Tammy got out of the school gates just as two cars were coming in. Helen kept her head down at Tammy's suggestion.

"This is like a spy film!"

Angela joined in, "Smart, Tammy Smart, Agent 003½."

Tammy hit re-dial and this time the call connected.

"Elsie I have Helen and we'll be with you in a few minutes, can I come in the main gate before you lock it?"

"I'll call the men, they're just about to lock it."

"Thanks, I'll park around the back."

Tammy drove her distinctive Racing Green Mini Cooper a little faster than was usually sensible, but thankfully within the speed limit, causing it to bounce over the uneven road surface.

"Blimey Tammy, where did you learn to drive like that?"

"My instructor was a police pursuit driver."

She slipped a little on the gravel as she took the turn into Elsie's drive way. Two of the groundsmen were waiting, shotguns over their arms. Tammy slowed almost to a crawl as she rounded the house, stopping by the back door.

"I've spoken to your father, Tammy, it's all agreed."

"Thanks Elsie."

"Anna is packing your clothes, Helen, I suggest you go now. If anyone was following Tammy they they'll have assumed you came back here."

"Oh, so where am I going?"

"With Tammy and Angela, off you go."

Tammy took the rear access road and drove around to the paddock behind Dunbankin', Leanne was just leaving on one of the golf carts as the girls disembarked. "I'll collect everything, Miss McPherson, Julie is getting your room ready."

"Oh, okay, by the way it's Helen."

"Thank you, Miss Helen."

Tammy made sure Helen knew the code for the back door.

"I thought you'd have iris recognition, like that American cop show."

Tammy laughed, "that's not being fitted until next week!"

***

Joan had made excuses and drove home as soon as she was told what was going on. A family meeting was convened as soon as everyone was settled.

"There's a police car at the turning into Elsie's, how long will this last?"

None of them had an answer, least of all Helen.

"How can you all be so calm when it's going to get mad out there - and it's my fault!"

"Helen, it's not your fault, your mother is the one who's causing this and, unfortunately, she doesn't have your interests in mind."

"Maybe not, Mr Smart, but I can't ignore her?"

"Please, call me Richard when you're here, you could apply for an injunction."

"How do I do that?"

"I took the liberty of asking Jeremiah Smith to prepare papers, we just need your signature and I'll fax it directly to the court."

"Oh, so what will that achieve?"

"It's actually a restraining order against your mother or anyone acting for her, they are not to go within a mile of Elsie's house or the school and to have no communication with you at any time except through solicitors."

"What about here?"

"We're within the mile boundary around Elsie's so no point saying you're here."

"Okay, where do I sign?"

Richard asked her to go into the study to finalise the paperwork, returning a few minutes later.

"Now, a few ground rules while you're here." It was Joan's turn. "Please stay out of Tammy's or any other bedroom unless you're invited in. You'll also participate in cooking and any other chores."

"But, you have staff?"

"Yes, but they don't work most evenings so we take turns to cook the evening meal."

"I'm not a very good cook, mum relied on ready meals alot."

"Well, Julie might be able to give you some help, if you join her making lunch. This isn't a hotel, young lady."

"I realise that, Mrs Small."

"It's Joan, dear, how did the exam go?"

"It wasn't bad, but at least I was relaxed; good job I didn't know about mum before I went in."

"Have you thought about what you want to do after your exams?"

"No, I wouldn't apply anywhere as I didn't think my exams would be any use."

"Well, it's cutting it fine if you want to do a degree or another course. You could try for a job but I suggest sorting out education first."

"Yeah, but what?"

"That's your choice, what Highers are you taking?"

"English, Politics and Scottish History."

"How about local government?"

"I wanted to avoid politics, if I could."

"Then why do a Higher in it?"

"Mum insisted."

Joan shrugged, Helen was hard work."Can you make sure we know about any appointments and let Pru know your diary."

"Pru?"

"Our personal assistant, Tammy's and Richard's really. She'll be back in the morning."

A phone started ringing in the study so Richard went to investigate, returning with a single sheet of paper.

"Here you go Helen, the injunction has been issued by Sheriff Cowan and is valid for ninety days."

"So that'll stop them?"

"No, your solicitor will notify the usual press outlets and will attempt to get a copy to your mother's solicitors as well as Police Scotland. Only if they pay heed to the injunction will they desist and even then there'll be idiots who think it doesn't apply to them!"

Tammy laughed, "some idiots never learn!"

There was a tap on the open lounge door.

"Yes, Leanne?"

"Miss Helen's belongings are in her room. Will there be anything else?"

"No, thank you, Leanne."

"With the police and the press, will she have trouble getting home?" Asked Helen after the maid had gone.

"She lives in the barn," Angela waved her arm in the vague direction of the structure.

"Barn?"

"It was, before the swimming pool went in. Her apartment is above the pool."

"Girls," offered Richard, "the gym equipment is being delivered tomorrow and we'll have a trainer here on Friday to make sure you know how to use it safely. There will also be someone here on Friday to sweep the place."

"Sweep? You pay someone to use a broom?"

"Not that kind of sweeping, Helen, just be careful if you're using the pool."

"Oh, can I have a swim tomorrow?"

"Yes, Helen, but you'll have to remember to take a towel with you and to put any damp swimwear in the utility room. We'll give you a full tour tomorrow."

"Okay."

"Anyway, this is for the next two weeks while Elsie's away, am I clear?"

"Yes, Richard, and thank you." She turned to Tammy and smiled.

Part Twenty Six   "The Music Master"

 
Thursday 21st May
 

Tammy drove herself to school just after seven but saw nothing out of the ordinary. She immediately went up to Gerry's room and knocked quietly.

"It's Tammy."

"Come in."

Gerry was wearing his dressing gown but Tammy could see he had recently been to the shower room.

"Okay, are you ready?"

"As I'll ever be." he shrugged off the gown and dropped it on the floor. "It needs washing, badly!"

Tammy could see that his white underwear wasn't quite a standard boy design, she wasn't looking at his t-shirt.

"Knickers?"

Gerry blushed, "Damn, I forgot! You can't easily get men's undies in pure cotton, or they're hideously expensive. I can get women's plain briefs for very little and they don't have the same heavy elastic. You'll think I'm perverted or something." He sat down on his bed, clearly upset.

Tammy sat with him and put her arm around. "Don't be silly, firstly no-one else will see them, secondly what you wear is your choice and thirdly this is a short term medical decision and not a lifestyle choice. Understand?"

"Yeah."

"Now, dry your eyes while I get the dress out."

Tammy held the tartan dress and unzipped it, the zip was in the back and that might present a target.

"I'll lower it over you, make sure it goes back on a hanger when you take it off."

"Yes, Tammy."

She zipped him up once she was content with it. "Now, is it comfortable?"

"It's a bit loose in the front."

Tammy laughed, "My fault, I should have remembered to bring a bra but I didn't measure you!"

"Oi!"

"Never mind, there's an adjuster on each strap. How does it feel on your legs?"

"Like it's not there, the waist is a bit higher than normal so it's not rubbing there either."

Tammy went behind him to sort the straps out. "Do you have a cardigan?"

"Why?"

"To make it difficult for one of the boys to unzip you. You can take it off in class if you get too warm."

"Oh, yeah, I see what you mean."

A minute later he was ready, slipping on a pair of brogues over black socks.

Gerry wondered where to put his key before discovering a small pocket in the dress.

"Lead on, executioner!"

By now the corridor was filling up with boys, most of whom were towering over Tammy and Gerry.

"Another girl?" "It's true, Geraldine is here!" "Oh no, another one!"

"Silence!"

The Head had chosen that moment to appear. "Ah, Mr Anders and Miss Smart, I see you have everything in hand."

"Yes, Sir."

"Please join me on the top table this morning."

"Sir."

He turned and departed, Tammy now took control.

"I think it is fair to say that Gerry would not have dressed like this out of choice. He has a nasty skin condition which is not, thankfully, contagious. If you had to endure the same condition then what would you do? In Gerry's case his legs suffer the worse, but what if it was your face or ... your genitalia? What remedial approach would you take and, if it helped you, would you care what others thought?"

Tammy earned applause from John Hibbert, who had now come out of his room, most of the other boys joined in then provided an escort for the pair as they headed for breakfast.

News about Gerry hadn't reached the lower years years before they arrived in the refectory, Tammy and Gerry made their way across the floor to two extra places on the top table, normally reserved for guests, this generated a little whispering, although many seats were unusually empty.

Tammy had been up here before but this was a first for Gerry, especially having their food delivered, or pots of coffee being available on the table. One of the Year eights, who was on kitchen duty, brought Gerry's toast, sniggering.

"There you are, Miss."

Tammy intervened, "Name and form?"

"Jester, 8W, Miss."

"That will be all."

Gerry looked to have taken the comment calmly, but Tammy wasn't too certain. Now, however, was not the place for heavy discussions. The Head rose for the morning speech.

"Firstly, we are a little short staffed today owing to the outward bound course on Orkney. Therefore some classes have been amalgamated and there are some room alterations. Please check the noticeboards or see your form tutors.

"I'm pleased that one boy has made it back amongst us after a week or more absent for medical reasons. Now, I will make it very clear that despite appearances, Mr Anders remains a young man. He has an ailment that means he can't wear trousers of even a kilt for the next week or two, he has bravely opted to wear a pinafore so he can attend meals and classes as normal.

"Insults will not be tolerated against Mr Anders or any other pupil who does not comply with anyone's narrow-minded opinions of what is right and wrong. I believe Mr Anders is very brave in taking this step."

He indicated that Gerry should stand whilst the depleted refectory applauded him. One wag decided a wolf whistle was needed, the Head identified the boy but didn't directly chastise him. He signalled for Gerry to sit.

"Mr Anders has opted to take this step so his education doesn't suffer. Anyone deciding that education is an excuse for comedy will be finding a change of uniform heading their way. That is all."

"Tammy," whispered Gerry, "what toilets should I use?"

"Continue using the boys' unless you're crossing over to the Dark Side? Just remember to sit down, it isn't polite to pull up a skirt or a frock for a pee."

Gerry blushed. There was a scraping of chairs at the top table as the senior masters started to leave, Tammy and Gerry took the opportunity to escape at the same time, ahead of the rush. Joan was waiting in the doorway.

"Mr Anders, can I have a word? My room, please."

"I'm heading for the 8W form room, I'll catch up with you shortly, Gerry."

Tammy knew where this form would be, she, as Tom, had been a member of the same form in Year 8. When she approached the door she could see, and hear, that Dr Meier was the form tutor for this group of boys.

Tammy knew that he was retiring at the end of the school year, only another 6 weeks away and that his acceptance of the recent changes at St Andrews was the bare minimal. She swiftly moved away and made tracks for the common room, abandoning her original plan. Two of the lower sixth were discussing Gerry when she walked in the door, falling silent as soon as Tammy was spotted.

"I'm interested what you have to say about Gerry, in case we have to get any of the lovely dresses in your sizes?"

"I know that's not true, the Head wouldn't do that."

"Oh, I took a picture of the sample, would you like to see it?" She took her phone out of her pocket, grateful for a little online searching the previous evening.

"Seriously? I'll have my parents deal with the school."

"I suppose it wouldn't necessarily involve any sixth formers, maybe just the lower years?" Offered the other one.

"That may be true," Tammy replied, "Sixth Formers could be punished in other ways, like being banned from going to the bar at the Royal Hotel?" It was known that some of the eighteen year olds, legally, used that bar at weekends to watch live sports. A few nearly-eighteens also used it, despite warnings by the school. The bar manager however was just grateful for the well-behaved boys with money to spend.

"He wouldn't do that?"

"Minibus privileges could be withdrawn on Saturdays and having to be back by midday on Sundays? That would work as a punishment, walking around with bare legs during the week would be the easier option in my opinion."

"All because we told a few jokes at somebody's expense?"

"So laughing at a medical condition is okay, what if you had it? Would you stay in your room until the school asked you to leave or would you man-up and do something about it?"

"That's woman-up, surely?"

"He's more man than you'll ever be, that's for certain." Tammy smiled, "I know if I needed a partner for a ball I would choose him over you any day."

"Hey, I'm captain of the second fifteen."

"Of dominoes or tiddlywinks?"

His partner in crime creased, "wait till the team hear this!"

"No!" The pair were out of the door, one chasing the other, just missing Gerry as he gingerly checked the common room for Tammy.

"What's up with them, missing a rugby match?"

"Long story, how was Joan? Mrs Small I mean"

"Fine, she wanted to know if I'd had any hassle yet, but there's only been a couple so far."

"When's your first lesson?"

"Third period , it's a double music lesson, but I want to do some revision in the library first where I won't get bothered."

"Is your music lesson with Dr Meier?" He nodded.

"Do you have your phone with you?"

"I don't carry it in school, plus I hardly have alot of pockets."

"Well, do me a favour please, and find a way of taking your phone in there to record the lesson. Call it a hunch but I think the good Doctor may have something to say. Just make sure the ringer is turned off!"

"Okay, if you insist. Are you staying until lunch?"

"I wasn't but would you like to see me after music?"

"Please Tammy."

"Okay, why don't you go back to your room, I want to head into town."

"Fine, I'll see you at lunchtime." Gerry gave Tammy a kiss then left.

***

Tammy pulled out of the school; for the next few days one of the grounds staff was on gate duty at the school, checking anyone who was not known. Tammy received a wave from the man as she passed him. Just outside the gate, however, was someone with a camera, Tammy saw a glint reflected in the lens but there was nothing she could do about it.

She decided to keep going after checking that she wasn't being followed. She used quickdial on her phone to make a call.

"Hilary, there's a man with a camera just outside the school gates, he caught me as I came out."

"Is Helen with you?"

"No I left her at home, Dad's babysitting."

"Good, where are you heading?"

"I am on my way into town, why?"

"We've just been told that Veronica is holding a press conference at the Royal Hotel later this morning. Where is your camera bag?"

"At home."

"Can you get it? The conference is at eleven, be there as soon as you can."

"Okay, I'll go home to get it, but why me?"

"I'm on my own in the office and we have no other resources available at short notice. There's some press credentials in the bag, you're a freelance student journalist working for Europe Exposition Magazine, gathering photos for an article on Highland Politics."

"Great, what's my name?"

"Tamara Smart, what else?"

"No alias?"

"You're too well known. Just get there and take some pictures of everyone, especially any heavy mob. Best use the extra wide lens as it's difficult to miss something with that lens. One more thing, don't come back here with the camera, they'll upload automatically when you're in range of a decent 4g or wifi connection. The camera will upload lower resolution images immediately if it can find a 3g connection.

"If anyone needs to check your credentials, there's a dedicated number on the back of the card that Suzie answers in London."

"Okay, approaching home now, when I get into town I'll park in the public car-park as it's near the hotel."

The main gate of Dunbankin' was already open so Tammy parked in front of the house and let herself in.

"Hi Tammy, finished already?"

"No Pru, I need my camera bag as I have a job."

"It's in the office, what kind of job?"

"Photograph a press conference."

"Best swap that skirt for trousers in case you go climbing, but I think you should take some heels - be practical as well as ....."

Tammy scooted upstairs before Pru finished talking. Out of her bedroom windows she could see activity in and around the barn as large shrink-wrapped kit was being unloaded from a truck. In the pool itself, someone was in the water.

Tammy changed then took a look in the mirror, opting to liven up her make-up, perhaps making her a appear a little older than her mere eighteen years. She remembered there was a pair of heels in the car so collected her camera bag and headed out of the door.

Negotiating the Thursday traffic took a little patience but soon she was parked and able to change her flats for the pair of heels She checked the camera bag and found the press pass, she transferred that to her shoulder bag. The camera didn't have a lens on the front so she had a look at the selection, choosing the 10-22mm f3 lens. She fitted a battery, checked the memory card and put the bag back in the book before clicking her heels across the carpark towards the hotel.

"I'm sorry Miss, the bar's closed to the public this morning."

"Press, I understand Ms Salmond will be here." Tammy fished her card out of her bag.

"Okay then."

She went into the bar and was directed to the function room at the rear of the property. A few journalists had already arrived, including two TV crews.There was no sign of Veronica but she could see a few shady characters. One caught her eye, Tammy couldn't immediately recall her name but was certain the woman was one of Yvonne Stewart's friends. Tammy scanned the area to see if Yvonne herself was nearby, remembering that she was still detained on terrorism charges.

Tammy went out to the bar to get a coffee and nearly walked into a newly arrived Ms Salmond, who was now giving an impromptu interview to a local radio station. She moved out of the way but took several shots of Veronica and anyone else in the background.

Having given up on obtaining a coffee she moved back into the room where a stage had been erected. Everyone there seemed to accept there would be a wait.

Tammy was attracting some attention but she wasn't hassled except when everyone jostled for position as the disgraced MP arrived in the room.

"Could we have some quiet? My name is John McGregor and I'm Ms Salmond's agent. We'll first hear from Ms Salmond and I will allow a few questions."

Flashes from other cameras had been going off as he spoke so Tammy joined in akthough she wasn't paying attention to what Veronica was saying.

She negotiated her way between the mostly male crowd and their metallic perches until she was in a position to the left of the stage with limited visibility. What is did give her, however, was sight of the agent speaking to two others, who were not journalists. She snapped away, capturing the trio in the wide angle whilst apparently photographing Veronica Salmond.

There was no-one else in the immediate area so she withdrew to the doorway and looked to get a few of the assembled crowd but needed height. A voice addressed her from behind.

"You look lost, young lady."

She turned, finding a man in his forties. "Oh, I'm just looking to get a shot of the hacks but I don't have any steps with me." It was curious seeing so many decorating steps without paint pots .

"Just starting in the business?"

"Yes." She wondered how much to say.

"I haven't seen you at any other gigs, where do you come from?"

"I live in the town, although I'm a part-timer. I'm sorry, but who are you?"

"Oh, I'm James Sturton, the new editor of the Thurso Echo. If you take anything of interest, I'm always after good photos." He handed her a business card. "We don't pay unfortunately, do you have any cards?"

"Sorry," she hesitated, "I'm waiting for them at the moment. I'm Tammy Smart, by the way."

"Nice to meet you Tammy, give me a call if you have anything useful?"

"I'll have to check with my agency first."

"Sure, it looks like it's winding up in there, there'll be a rush for the door any minute."

Tammy made it back to her car just as a helicopter passed overhead, deciding to leave straight away - without changing her footwear - having forgotten her original reason for going into town. She called Hilary on the way back to the school.

"Got some reasonable photos, I reckon one of Yvonne's friends was there. I've remembered her first name's Fiona and I believe she's from Inverness."

"Yes, I have the low res images. We're having some trouble getting a full ID on her and will have to ask the Police. Did you get any photos of the cars outside the hotel?"

"No, should I have?"

"It would give us the car registration numbers so we could see who was in the area."

"Sorry."

"Okay, next time maybe?"

"I'll try to remember. I had an encounter with the new editor of the Thurso Echo, by the way. I could do with some business cards if I'm using the journalist tag again?"

"Okay, we'll order some but I'm a little concerned that the local newspaper will have a record of you from last December?"

"Yes, but Dad and Elsie are major shareholders of the holding company so we should be able to keep a lid on anything being dredged up. The editor wants me to supply photos, for free."

"That won't do any harm, it would give you credits and establish you in that role."

"Okay, but what am I really doing?"

"Tammy, we all have multiple roles to play in life."

Tammy drove back into the school, arriving around midday and not spotting any rogue cameramen. She parked out the front, not intending to stay too long.

There was no sign of the school secretary when she walked in and had gone past the Head's office when there was a shout behind her.

"Excuse me Miss, where are you going?"

Tammy turned around, finding a stranger walking towards her.

"I'm going to the music rooms to wait for Mr Anders as the lunch bell is due to go shortly."

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait at the office, you can't go anywhere uninvited."

"Excuse me, I'm a sixth former here and a prefect too. Who are you?"

"As this is a boys school I find that surprising."

"You still haven't said who you are, and obviously didn't get a briefing. Where's Janet?"

"Mrs Adams? She's not available, I'm agency."

"Well, Miss Agency, I'm Tamara Smart and I'm very much entitled to be here." Tammy purposefully strolled away, her heels clicking, walking straight into the Headmaster.

"Sorry Sir."

"In a hurry, Miss Smart?"

"I need to get to the music rooms before the bell goes, I'm meeting Mr Anders there."

"You had best come into my office, then you should take a look in a mirror."

Dr McIntosh closed his study door behind Tammy.

"There's been an incident, Mr Anders has gone to hospital."

Part Twenty Seven   "The Gerry Paradox"

 
Thursday 21st May (Continued)
 

"Gerry's gone to hospital? What's happened?"

"He's fine, Dr Meier collapsed not long after the lessons started. Mr Anders gave him CPR and called the emergency services, I understand you suggested he kept his phone with him?"

"I did, Sir, was there a problem with that?"

"No, Mr Anders explained your concerns, however unlikely they were. Unfortunately, no-one else was available to go with Dr Meier, so Mr Anders volunteered. Dr Meier hadn't regained conciousness even after the paramedics worked on him."

"I see, where did they go, I mean which hospital did they go to?"

"The Raigmore in Inverness."

"Right, how are we going to get Gerry back from there?"

"We're working on that, but Mrs Small is occupied with another matter and Mrs Adams is off today. As you'll know we're short of teaching staff as well at the moment. Mr Anders will also need a change of clothes, as one of the boys in that class vomited over his pinafore."

"I don't believe there is a spare pinafore?"

"There isn't, not for a few more days, I'm told. Can you assist in that regard as Mr Anders told me he didn't want to put trousers on if possible?"

"I'll try. With permission, Sir, I'll drive to the hospital after I collect a few things from home."

"Thank you, Dr Meier's daughter will be attending the hospital so there is no need to remain there. The school will reimburse any expenses, naturally."

"Understood, Sir."

Tammy took herself to the ladies, deciding that it was quite necessary before a two hour road trip. She checked in the mirror and could see what the Head was referring to, but as she was leaving the school she left it alone. She made a note to swap her shoes as soon as she got back in the car; there was no way she was driving to Inverness in three inch heels.

***

It was approaching half two in the afternoon when Tammy pulled up in the car-park of the Raigmore. She took a garment bag out the back of her car and carried that towards the entrance. Five minutes later she had reached the High Dependency Unit on the fifth floor, Gerry was sat outside the sealed doors of the Unit.

"Oh, hi Tammy. I did wonder if anyone would come?"

"Didn't anyone ring you to let you know?"

"My phone's still off, the paramedics asked me to turn it off when we got in the helicopter and I wasn't sure I could put it back on. Unfortunately they wouldn't let me in the unit because of this." He stood and pointed at the front of the pinafore.

"I see. Are you ready to go?"

"Yes, but my dress is ruined."

"It's not that bad, it can be cleaned. Anyway, I brought something for you to wear."

"A skirt?"

"A soft denim skirt, it should fit you. Where's your cardigan?"

"I'm sat on it, these seats aren't comfortable. It's still clean, as is my t-shirt."

"Okay, get into a loo and change, I suggest you use the disabled one as there's more space." Tammy pointed along the corridor, "it looks like you won't need the blouse I brought." She didn't add that the small make-up pack she'd brought was also surplus to requirements at the moment.

Whilst Gerry was changing, a middle-aged lady arrived, she pressed the door buzzer for the High Dependency Unit.

"My father was brought here from his school, I've driven from Aberdeen."

"I'm a student at St Andrews, I know Dr Meier."

"Oh, you must be one of the girls he mentioned?"

Did Tammy have the wrong opinion of the music master? "Yes, we're just in the sixth form."

A nurse opened the door and admitted the lady, but kept the door ajar to speak to Tammy. "Are you waiting?"

"No, I came here to collect the boy who came in with Dr Meier."

"The boy in the dress?"

"Yes, long story."

"I saw why, a brave and sensible solution." Gerry came towards them from the security of the loo. "That skirt suits you, Sir." Gerry blushed.

"We're off, can you give St Andrews a call if our teacher's condition changes?"

"I think we can do that, this young man gave us all the necessary contact information."

Tammy escorted Gerry to the lifts then down to the lobby. He'd arrived by helicopter so didn't have a clue where he was going.

"You seem to know where you are, have you been here before?"

"Yes, I had emergency surgery a few months ago."

"What was it?"

"An orchidectomy."

Gerry blushed and fell silent.

They made it to Tammy's car without incident.

"I wondered if this was your car, racing green too!"

"I couldn't resist it, Gerry. Get in, it's starting to rain."

Tammy put a radio station on for company as Gerry wasn't saying much. It wasn't raining much but, at 3pm, the road was starting to get busy and that meant there was plenty of spray. Tammy phoned home, Pru answered.

"Where are you?"

"On the A9, we've just passed the Dingwall turning."

"Right two hours away. Your Dad's not happy with you."

"Fine Pru, whatever."

Tammy hung up.

"Is that your sister, Tammy?"

"No, my PA."

"You need an assistant?"

"Dad and I share her, although it looks like I might need to get myself one who doesn't have split responsibilities."

"How come you need her at all?"

"I have investments, share holdings and I'm on the board of several companies. I don't have time to handle any of the paperwork or calls if I'm concentrating on school work."

"So you're wealthy?"

"I suppose so, but your family must have money for you to be at the school?"

"Not really, not since Dad died. I'm now on a scholarship now as Mum couldn't afford the fees."

"Oh, I didn't know."

"The school's been really good about it, especially the Head."

"The Head told me you performed CPR on Dr Meier, how did you know?"

"I had some training a couple of years ago."

Tammy's phone rang, it was a secure call.

"I'm not on my own, Hilary."

"Okay, can you come down to the office in the morning?"

"Sure."

She hit the cancel button and concentrated fully on the road again. It was several minutes before Gerry spoke.

"So you couldn't talk because I was in the car?"

"Something like that, it's confidential stuff."

"Oh, my life must be so simple compared to you?"

Tammy laughed, "I wish my life wasn't this complicated!"

"So are you just that mild-mannered school girl or really an international spy and mistress of disguise?"

"Ask me an easy one, won't you?"

Gerry giggled, "as if, I mean, as if a school girl in Thurso could be an international spy?"

"Exactly." Tammy sounded relieved. Silence fell inside the car, apart from the radio. Tammy switched to a music channel, deciding that the chances of a major incident on this road was next to nil. She spent the next half an hour tapping the wheel along to the music, Gerry appeared to be dozing.

Tammy's eye was caught by the fuel indicator flashing on the dashboard. "Damn, there should be enough to get home but I think I'll fill it as soon as I can." There was no answer from Gerry.

They weren't far from Brora and Tammy tried to remember if there was a filling station nearby. They'd crossed the River Brora and were heading along the coast, on the way out of the town, when she saw the garage. She indicated and pulled onto the forecourt.

Gerry must have realised they'd stopped but too a second or two to realise where they were. "Fuel?"

"Yes, I won't be a minute."

Tammy had no trouble operating the pump and put twenty litres in, she'd fill it up next time she visited the supermarket. She paid with her card and returned to the car/ Gerry didn't look comfortable.

"What's up?"

"I need the loo, I didn't want to go when we were at the hospital."

"It's in the showroom, there was a notice in the shop."

"Yes, but I'm in a skirt."

"So?"

"This one has a red rose on the back, didn't you realise?"

"I hadn't realised, I was rushing when I grabbed it, you didn't say anything earlier?"

"I thought we'd get straight back, and it wouldn't be a problem."

"If you're bothered, tie your cardigan around your waist to hide the design. Look, I need to move off the pump."

Tammy started the engine and eased the car over to a visitor bay next to the showroom. Gerry climbed out and quickly tied his cardigan. He took a look at himself and dashed into the showroom. Tammy saw him being intercepted by one of the salesmen, who pointed towards a door.

Gerry returned two minutes later. "That was embarrassing."

"Why?"

"He sent me into the ladies."

Tammy took a look at Gerry, under the white t-shirt she could now see a strappy vest. It gave the impression of a small bust by the way it was stitched, as it had a 'hidden support' panel. Tammy hadn't seen it previously.

"You weren't wearing that vest when you dressed this morning?"

"No, I put it on when I went back to my room, it stops the t-shirt rubbing on my nipples."

Tammy let it drop; she eased the car out of the parking bay and got back onto the A9, they still had an hour to go.

As they approached Thurso, Gerry became agitated.

"I can't go into the school like this?"

"You'd happily be there in the dress?"

"Yes, but I was mistaken as a girl dressed as I am, what will the boys say to that?"

"We'll go to my house first, I have some cotton shorts you could borrow and wear until after dinner."

"Okay."

Tammy rang the school and let one of the house masters know Gerry was with her. A few minutes later they pulled into the first gate at Dunbankin', Tammy opened the gate into the paddock then parked up by the barn.

"Your own pool?"

"Yes, did you want a swim?"

"Could I, it helps my skin, unless there's too much chlorine in there?"

"I don't think we overload it. Come in, I guess you could stay for dinner."

Tammy unlocked the back door and first put her head into the kitchen. "Julie, can we have one extra for dinner?"

"Sure, so long as your Dad's okay with it."

Tammy had a look for Richard but he wasn't around. She hesitated looking in the study but Pru had gone home and the 'Occupied' light wasn't on. She signalled for Gerry to follow her up the stairs.

"If you want a swim, it'll either have to be one of my bikinis or a one piece swimsuit?"

"Can't I just wear the bikini bottoms?"

"Okay." She dug into a drawer and pulled her latest one out, it still had a tag. "Go in the bathroom and change."

When Gerry came out, Tammy could see something was wrong. He really did have small breasts and resembled an adolescent female. He'd either shaved really close that morning or something was affecting him as his chin and top lip were still clear.

"Seriously, Gerry, I think you need the top too, for decency's sake."

Gerry went red and dropped onto her bed. Tammy put the bikini top on him without any objections before picking up another bikini set and heading into her bathroom. She could hear voices as she picked up her clothes, but Gerry was on his own.

"Helen's gone to change, she fancies a swim too."

"Did she recognise you?"

"No, and I didn't know who she was either. At least she didn't ask why a boy was wearing a bikini in your room? Did you tell her your name?"

"Yes, but I think she heard it wrong."

Never mind, let's get a few towels. If we take your stuff down, Julie will put it through the machine."

Gerry didn't object, after seeing Julie they headed across the paddock. Gerry had borrowed a pair of sandals and was now wearing the swimsuit's matching wrap for the walk across the gravel.

Inside the barn, the back of the pool now had a collection of fitness machines. Tammy ignored these and jumped into the pool after shedding the wrap. It wasn't long before Angela and Helen joined in, a game volleyball was the inevitable conclusion.

Tammy had no idea of how much time had been spent when she noticed Joan coming into the pool.

"Can I have a word, Tammy?"

Tammy climbed out and wrapped a towel around herself, Joan walked away from the pool so Tammy followed.

"What's the big idea?"

"What do you mean?"

"Despite being in a pinafore this morning he looked like a boy. He's now over there in one of your bikinis looking like a girl, does he have enhancers in?"

"No, that's completely natural, He's also not wearing any make-up. Look, he's had a difficult day and this is a bit of a wind-down. The pinafore is in the washing machine as one of the boys threw up in the music room. I took a change of clothes to the hospital."

"The Head told me that's what you were doing, but why take it unto yourself?"

"Because no-one else was available, where were you?"

"I was busy, but that's irrelevant."

"Well, I wasn't busy and I wanted to help."

"Are you done helping Gerry into female clothing?"

"Sure, he just looked indecent without the top on. Helen hasn't said anything yet, neither has Angela."

"Okay, I understand you've asked if she, I mean he, could stay to dinner?"

"Yes, his clothes won't be dry."

"They probably won't be dry before the morning either."

"Oh."

"Yes oh, none of Richard's clothes would fit him and it's clear you and him are about the same size but he's a smaller cup size than you. I guess you'll have him in a frock for dinner?"

"I wasn't planning that."

"You're not planning for him to be your next project, a boy to girl conversion, then?"

"No!"

"Anyway, the reason I wasn't available was that I was taking one of the younger boys for a medical appointment."

"I see, anyone I know?"

"No, and no I won't say. Gerry has an appointment with Jill tomorrow, so I guess that's going to be interesting."

"But Gerry's not transgendered, and should you be telling me this?"

"Perhaps not, but you'll end up finding out one way or another. Anyway, he's not seeing her for that reason. What do you know of his family?"

"That his father died recently, and he has a sister. That's all."

"So he hasn't opened his soul to you?"

"No, and I didn't go prying either."

"Okay, dinner's in half an hour. I suggest you find him something suitable to wear, as he might have to go back to the school in it. Don't make him look like a girl, please."

"Okay, nothing like an easy challenge?"

"That's life, Miss Smart, that's life."

Part Twenty Eight   "Drowning Sorrows"

 
Friday 22nd May
 

Tammy arrived at Caithness Marine a little before nine, The sun was out so she was dressed for the summer, adding sunglasses and a brimmed hat to her shorts and top.

"I hope that wasn't an attempt at a disguise?"

"No, Hilary, when I walked to the car this morning the sky was so bright I just had to wear shades, the hat seemed to make sense too."

"Okay, about yesterday?"

"I messed up."

"Not really, you wouldn't have guessed to photograph the cars as it's not something a member of the public would do."

"I suppose not."

"You would also have raised suspicion if you had walked around the hotel carpark snapping the number plates."

"Yeah, so how do you do it?"

"Right, have a think about newspaper articles, they will often picture the location. So, you could take wide angle shots of the building, in case that's needed. Do that from a couple of angles, front and back, either before you go in or after you come out. It's a legitimate practice."

"Right."

"If there's anything parked at an odd angle, take a walk in that direction and use the camera in your phone, the quality will be good enough. Just don't get too close and don't make it obvious."

"Okay Hilary, what about these tasks in the harbours?"

"The objective is the fishing fleet and any other vessels in the water or out of the water. You should be able to get any cars parked on the quayside at the same time, We can also fit a couple of cameras to your car to capture what you can see."

"It has parking cameras already."

"Okay, I'll have someone make the software modifications, make sure you leave your phone docked in the car for a few hours."

"Won't that mean you'll see everywhere I've been?"

"Yes, but it could help you prove you're not at fault in an accident, and do you have anything to hide from us?"

"No, I guess my calls are monitored?"

"Not all the time, Tammy"

"Great!"

"It's nothing personal, I suffer just as much, if not more so."

"Okay, my first harbour duty is Sunday, where do I go first?"

"That's up to you, but how about getting to Scrabster in time for the first Northlink ferry from Stromness? At the weekend that's at 1030, the rest of the week it's 0800. Park your car near the exit route and it will capture the cars as they leave the port."

"So it won't look like I'm keeping tabs on the traffic?"

"That's right. Your port security passes have arrived, they're access all areas but you must still check in with the duty harbour master each visit. Don't wear heels!"

"Understood."

Hilary handed Tammy an envelope. "Don't mislay them, these might be small ports but they are bound by the same security laws as Aberdeen or Dover. You'll also need a hi-vis jacket, I've left one on that chair."

Tammy went to put the envelope and the jacket in her car before paying Sarah a visit, although she didn't trust leaving her phone on show so that was still in her bag.

"Tammy!"

"Hi Sarah, how's business?"

"Not bad, the sun's bringing them out. What's this about Veronica Salmond, apparently her daughter's been kidnapped."

"Kidnapped? She was alright at breakfast."

"Haven't you seen the newspaper? Oh, breakfast? I take it that she's staying with you?"

"That's not public knowledge, Sarah, there's an injunction in place to protect Helen."

The shop door jingled as more customers came in, Tammy recognised them but purely from her times as shop assistant.

"So to what do I owe the pleasure, Tammy, I seldom see you?"

"I had to go upstairs, but I'm after a few bits."

"Well, you know the stock. Is it for you? I'll give you twenty percent, you know that."

"It's mostly for a friend who can't come shopping himself."

"I see."

"It's a long story but he's very much a him, I think."

One of the customers now needed Sarah's assistance so Tammy took a look in the storeroom where she could browse without being interrupted. She found cheesecloth shorts, size 14, that seemed suitable. Unfortunately there was only one white pair and one cream pair, otherwise the choice was aqua and salmon.

She finished her storeroom search and went back into the shop, just as Lori came in.

"Oh, hi Tammy. That was strange yesterday morning."

"It was, I didn't see you there?"

"It was my first sociology paper, I had to go straight to the gymnasium when I arrived as the bus was running a bit late. There was a queue at the gate yesterday morning when the bus was heading into town and we got held up coming back."

"I never saw anything, but I was there just after seven and almost drove straight in."

"Oh, and then Dr Meier collapses. Why was that boy in a dress?"

"It was all explained at breakfast, it's a medical issue."

"So, not like ..."

"No."

Sarah coughed behind Tammy, "could I have a word please, Lori? Tammy, can you mind the shop for a few minutes?"

Tammy put the shorts behind the counter so she could field questions from a lady who had walked in behind Lori. That resulted in a sale a few minutes later.

"Thank you Tammy, Lori's working the rest of the day."

"Good, what about half term?"

"Sarah's asked me to work Tuesday to Saturday, nine to one each day."

"Okay, I have something to do most days so I wouldn't be available."

Tammy's phone rang, it was Richard.

"Have you seen today's Scotsman?"

"No, Dad, but I understand an allegation was made regarding our guest?"

"Yes, I've had DS Franklin on the phone asking us to take security precautions."

"Fair enough. I'm with Sarah at the moment, when do you want me back?"

"The fitness trainer is due at half ten, if you want clearance to use the equipment then be here from half past ten."

"Understood."

Tammy decided she would just buy the shorts from Sarah, perhaps Gerry could come into town by himself when he was feeling a little better? Could he afford to buy anything? She really knew very little of his circumstances.

Tammy proceeded to the sports shop and located a plain black bikini with a 36A top and medium bottoms. She added the same style in her own size.

Tammy's next stop was another clothing shop, here she picked up some plain white vests and a pack of cotton knickers, the plainest she could see. Out of curiosity, she also picked up a 36A training bra. She'd just paid for the items when she was called.

"Tammy!"

"Hi Tanya, not helping your mum?"

"No, apparently I'm a liability." Tammy laughed.

"What are you doing then?"

"Window shopping, fancy a coffee?"

"I haven't got long."

"You must have enough time for this?"

"Sure, probably."

They walked around to the Castletown Hotel just as the manager, Francis, was forcefully escorting two ladies from the premises. He spoke to them once outside, both of whom she recognised from the previous morning.

"I gave you a lifetime bar, please don't return and embarrass yourself further. As for you, I don't care if you're the MP, as far as I'm concerned you're a crook and you're barred too."

"Isn't that Veronica Salmond, Tammy?"

"Keep your voice down, yes. The other lady is called Fiona and was barred from here earlier in the year."

By the time they made their way into the lounge, Frances had resumed his normal calm professional manner.

"Good morning ladies, what can I get you?"

"Two lattés please." Frances had gone before Tammy could say anything or even decide if she wanted a latté.

"I actually wanted a mocha, Tanya."

"You always have a latté."

"No I don't."

"Yes you do!"

"Look, I don't." This argument was going nowhere. "What have you done with John today?"

"He's gone south to see his folks, he left this morning."

"I didn't know he'd planned that."

"You don't see each-other every day any more. Are you a little jealous Tammy?"

"Me, never! It's just that we always knew what the other was doing in the past."

"Including when you were working as a girl and going to school as a boy?" Tanya whispered.

"Okay, not everything."

"So, you didn't tell each-other everything. I mean, do you know about his dimple?"

"Yes, of course I do."

"Well, where is it?"

"In the small of his back."

"How would you know that?"

"We played rugby together."

"I thought you were a cheerleader?"

"I see, it's 'insult Tammy' day, is it?"

"Come on girl, loosen up. You're way too tense and serious, what's your plan for the day?"

Frances had returned with the coffees, Tammy caught him before he left.

"Frances, one of the ladies you threw out, her name's Fiona but what's her surname, please?"

"Campbell."

"Thank you, I guess Ms Salmond tried to sort that out?"

"She did, but the moment she raised her voice to make a scene I knew she didn't belong in here, I like quiet and polite customers!"

"Thank you Frances, I quite agree!"

Once he'd walked away, Tanya had a few more questions, this time she was more restrained. "What was that about?"

"Fiona Campbell was a friend of Yvonne Stewart."

"That cow? I see, but why do you want her name?"

"It's because I took a photo of her and I want to catalogue it properly."

"Oh, secret squirrel stuff."

"Tanya!"

"Whatever, so what is your plan for the day?"

Tammy checked her watch, "I'm due at home in thirty minutes to see the trainer."

"Trainer?"

"We now have a mini gym next to the pool, I have to be there for my induction."

"So you can't use the equipment unless you're inducted?"

"No, that's Dad's rule."

"Right, drink up. We need to go to mine so I can get my swimsuit."

"What for?"

"Durrr, I need to be inducted as well if I'll be using your gym, and I might as well get my swimsuit instead of a leotard so I can go straight in the pool."

"I don't have a leotard, I was only in the sports shop fifteen minutes ago."

"I think you need a guided shopping trip, how about taking me over to Wick tomorrow?"

"I wasn't planning on going anywhere tomorrow. I'll be back in a min, I need a wee."

Tammy returned a few minutes later, Tanya was holding the bra, having gone through Tammy's shopping.

"You're a bit bigger than this, aren't you?"

"Yes, it's not for me."

"It can't be for Angela or Helen either, so what's her name, or is it for a boy?"

Tammy blushed.

"What's his name?"

"I can't say, confidentiality and all that."

"Rubbish, the Girls' Code applies here, you have to tell me everything."

Tammy decided she was out of time. She left enough coins on the table to cover the coffees and picked up her shopping, including the bra.

"Coming?"

"Wait for me, I need the loo!"

"I'm parked behind Sarah's."

Tammy saw her friend walking towards the ladies loo but made tracks for the door anyway. She arrived at her car to find a parking attendant looking at it.

"Excuse me, is there a problem?"

"You're illegally parked."

"There's no parking restrictions here."

"This is a loading and delivery bay, it's clearly marked on the road."

"Fine, I'm loading these shopping bags." She pressed the release and opened the boot.

"Well, that doesn't qualify you to leave it here."

"I have permission, in fact I own the building."

"That's an original one."

Tammy went through her bag and found the Caithness Marine identity card.

"You see this?" She pointed at the sign by the security door. "This pass opens that door, is that enough? I also have keys for those delivery doors for the clothes store."

He prodded his hand-held gizmo. "Maybe, but it still doesn't explain why your car has a special entry on the database and I wouldn't be able to issue a ticket even if I wanted to?"

"I know nothing about that."

Tanya came running around the corner. "Put the poor officer down, Tammy."

The attendant walked away, not happy at all, and the girls climbed in. Tammy docked her phone, a strange chime indicated it was busy doing something. She decided not to worry as she put her seat belt on, pulling away as soon as Tanya was also restrained.

Tammy ended up double-parked outside Sandy Smith's little house while Tanya went looking for her stuff - it would have been a little embarrassing if the same parking attendant found her now. What was it about her car that was special?

They arrived at Dunbankin' with five minutes to spare, once parked the pair rushed up to Tammy's room to change. Without thinking, Tanya stripped her clothes off and started putting on the bikini she'd brought from home.

Tammy decided she'd follow suit and pulled a bikini out for herself, turning away from Tanya. She just pulled the bottoms up when she noticed Tanya looking.

"Sorry, Tammy."

"What for?"

"I'd forgotten."

"That I'm a girl?"

"Oh, never mind!"

The girls pulled on leggings and a simple top. Tammy completed her outfit with trainers, which Tanya had sandals. They met Richard in the hall, coming out of the study.

"Hello Tanya, Tammy could I have a word?"

"Tanya, head outside; Angela and Helen are out there, I'll catch you up."

"Okay."

Tammy shut the study door and sat down, unsure how long this would take.

"I had Hilary on the phone, you nearly put yourself in Veronica's firing line."

"That was Tanya's fault, but I don't think she heard or saw us?"

"How come Tanya was with you?"

"She found me when I was shopping and decided I needed a coffee. Then she found out about the gym."

"What else did you tell her?"

"Oh, she wanted plenty more but I wouldn't tell. How did Hilary know, anyway?"

"Maybe she has your phone bugged?"

"Probably. Oh, my car now photographs by itself, I have no idea how that works."

"She asked if you could leave the car here tomorrow, apparently a technician needs to do something to it."

"Okay, she didn't say that to me. Something strange happened with a parking attendant." Tammy recounted the tale.

"That must be because of your new contract."

"Maybe, I've never heard of it before though."

"Okay, it may be worth looking into. There's a couple of things in today's post for you, including what I believe is a payslip."

"I only signed a week or so ago and I've hardly done any work, so far. By the way, I am out for a few mornings this week, starting Sunday."

"Where will you be?"

"Scrabster and Thurso harbours."

"For Hilary?"

"Yes, I'm photographing and surveying the boats, vessels and people. I have clearance from the harbour masters so it's perfectly safe."

"Make sure you put the dates in your calendar so Pru knows."

"Will do."

"You will find time to study, won't you?"

"Of course, are we done? I don't want to miss this."

"Yes, but please don't wind your mother up."

"I didn't, she accused me of turning Gerry into a girl and I objected, that's all."

"You did put him in a skirt."

"To replace the dress he put himself into."

"And then a bikini."

"He has boobies, not quite A cup, but they're definitely boobies. He needed to cover up."

"Okay, good idea last night for dinner."

"Thanks, I'd forgotten I had those navy cheesecloth shorts and we borrowed that white t-shirt from Angela. He was comfortable and shouldn't have had any problems going back into school."

"Joan saw him this morning when she took the laundered clothes to him, he didn't enounter any trouble. Anyway he's been invited over tomorrow."

"Oh damn, Tanya asked me to go into Wick with her tomorrow, I didn't know about the car when she asked."

"Where's John?"

"With his folks."

"Well, Tanya will have to find another way. I presume she's staying to lunch?"

"She's never turned down a free meal."

Tammy finally joined the others outside, thankfully the trainer had only just arrived. Helen was in her swimsuit but there was no sign of Angela.

"She's gone to change, a long skirt isn't appropriate gear for a rowing machine! Did you see, by the way, what that bitch said about me in the newspaper today?"

Tammy shook her head and zipped her lips with a finger.

"Talk later?"

"Yes."

The session went well, once Angela had returned. Richard joined in enough to get the safety talk but the guy was concentrating on the four eighteen year old girls in front of him.

Helen was getting a little wound up when the trainer was favouring Tammy so much, having her be the first on each device.

"Excuse me, what about the rest of us?"

"Sorry, but I've been told she's the client."

Helen walked smartly over to Tammy and gave her a kiss. "And she's my girl!"

Richard was tending to something by the pool when he heard this exchange but said nothing immediately.

They spent another half an hour on the equipment before the trainer left, satisfied that they met the minimum standards. "I'll be back in a few weeks to make sure you haven't slipped into any bad habits."

Richard escorted the trainer to his car, returning to the pool. He then took Helen off to one side, walking her out of the barn and around the back out of earshot.

"Tammy, what's with her?" Demanded Tanya.

She shrugged, "insecurity, I guess."

Helen had returned after a few minutes with Richard and wasn't happy, she was keeping a distance from Tammy that was not normal, by anyone's standards. In the end she removed her outer clothes and dived into the pool, thinking it was the shallower end.

Immediately she was in trouble.

Tammy and Tanya went straight in, without shedding anything. They managed to support Helen, who was thrashing, and took her to the closest ladder. Richard lifted her out as Helen was disorientated. He put her into the recovery position.

"I'm fine," cough, "fine rea," cough, "lly."

"No you're not, stay there for a minute." Tammy grabbed a towel and laid it over Helen whilst the girls considered calling an ambulance.

Richard didn't seem so concerned and after a couple of minutes helped Helen into a poolside chair, wrapping the towel around her shoulders as she started to shiver. Tammy and Tanya meanwhile stripped off their sodden clothes.

"Damn, my trainers are ruined." Tammy wasn't happy. Helen started to giggle, the others joined in.

"Hey, I only bought them a week or so back."

Richard told her to use a hose to wash them. "But they're already wet!"

"You need to get the chlorine out of them, then let them dry - they'll be fine. Rinse out your leggings and tops too."

Tanya now did the same to her kit before deciding they were cooling as they dried, so the pair jumped back in the pool. Angela finally stripped to a swimsuit and joined them. Helen shrugged off the towel and climbed down the steps at the shallow end.

"You sure about this?"

"Yes, Richard, it just goes to prove that I need to learn how to keep alive the next time I make a stupid mistake in the water. I was angry and I shouldn't have let that affect me. Sorry everyone, sorry Tammy."

Tammy swum over and gave Helen a hug. "Please be careful." She withdrew slowly but before Helen could plant a kiss on her.

They messed around for an hour, and by the end of the session Helen could tread water for a few seconds; she came out of the pool very pleased with her progress.

They walked indoors after standing under the poolside shower to rinse the chlorine out of their hair and headed upstairs. Tammy had reached her bedroom when she heard the front door open, she looked down to see Joan and Gerry arriving, both were clearly unhappy; Joan fell into Richard's arms and sobbed.

Gerry saw Tammy and rushed up the stairs, throwing himself at her, regardless of her soggy appearance.

Part Twenty Nine   "Songbird"

 
Friday 22nd May (Continued)
 

Tammy held Gerry as he sobbed, his chin resting on her shoulder. Angela, Helen and Tanya meanwhile stood there uncomfortably, collectively deciding to keep quiet. Tammy was uncertain what was going on with her father and Joan downstairs but Gerry was her main concern right now.

"Gerry," she spoke softly, "what happened?"

"Jill."

"That damn woman."

"She's horrible, she was so nasty to me. She shouted at Mrs Small too."

That explained her mum's reaction.

"Come into my room."

Tammy, Gerry and Tanya went into the room. Tanya closed the door and turned the key, before stripping out her her bikini and walking into the bathroom, dropping the swimwear on the tiled floor.

"Tanya, dear, can you get me a towel?"

Tanya threw a towel out, still stark naked, then decided to use the shower.

Tammy spread the towel on her bed then told Gerry to sit down with her, they were still very close.

The pair could now hear the sound of water, Tammy tried to reassure Gerry, "she can't hear what we're saying now."

"She was naked."

"Yes, she must think you're a girl, don't stare at her though."

"She'll freak if she finds out I'm a boy."

"Never mind that, what happened at the hospital?"

"Well, I wasn't there to talk about it, but she wanted to know why I was in a pinafore, Mrs Small told her that was irrelevant but she wouldn't listen. I explained about my psoriasis - she could obviously see it - but she thought that might just be an excuse.

"When I said you had helped me, she said you must have been forcing me to be a girl against my wishes. I said to her you had nothing to do with the decision, I had chosen the pinafore with Mrs Small after deciding it was the least worst solution."

Gerry paused. "Jill was angry with Mrs Small and said you were both to blame for my confusion. I wasn't confused, not before I went in there. She finished by saying I should either accept it or leave the school, either way I was to keep away from you and Mrs Small."

"But none of this makes sense, you didn't go to see her because of this?"

"No, but she also seemed to ignore what Dr Sutherland said, the red marks on my skin, all of that."

"So, why did you go there?"

"I'm not taking my medication, I'm refusing to take any more pills."

"Why, what do you need them for? Is it the pain killers?"

"No, I took them for a few days and don't need them now I can keep out of trousers."

"So what's the issue?"

"I told you my father died?"

"Yes."

"That was two years ago, but he'd been ill for over a year before that. It was cancer."

Tammy stayed silent, she couldn't hear the shower now.

"He was diagnosed too late with cancer of the testes and it spread quickly, it was horrible seeing him get weaker until he had to go into a hospice and I was up here."

"That must have been terrible." Tammy gave him a hug, by now the front of his pinafore was quite damp.

"I was just fifteen when he died but they started doing tests on my when I was fourteen and at home for Easter. I wasn't developing properly. I had to have them removed, that was three summers ago."

"Oh." Tammy remembered Gerry's reaction when she'd said about her own orchidectomy.

"I had chemotherapy for a while, they said that was to make sure there was nothing remaining, even though the cells were pre-cancerous. I was sick, I had no enegery and I couldn't even go see my father, in case of infection; that was the worst part. I felt awful but I couldn't come back school with everyone else that September for Year 10, it was nearly October when I was well enough."

"Did they give you the all clear?"

"Yes, eventually, it was the same week my dad died." He started to sob, Tanya chose that moment to come out of the bathroom. She started to dress but Gerry wasn't aware she was even in the room until she was stood by the bedroom door.

Gerry recovered but now saw Tanya.

"Gerry, let's get you out of that dress." He turned so Tammy could unzip him, she lifted it over his head.

"Guys, I'll see you downstairs." Tanya unlocked the door and left, closing the door firmly behind her.

"Tammy, do you mind if I have a shower? I didn't get a chance this morning."

"Sure."

"I'll put my dress back on if it's dry?"

"I've bought some bits today that will fit you."

"You shouldn't."

"I was out shopping anyway."

"Mum will pay you back."

"It's a gift, go in that shower, I need one as well."

"You go first then, you're dripping!"

"Okay, have a look in those shopping bags." She pointed, unnecessarily.

Tammy heard voices in her room as she was getting into the shower but concentrated on herself for the moment, she dropped the bikini next to Tanya's and enjoyed the soak.

When she came out, wrapped in a towel, her room was deserted. She redressed in her shorts and top before heading downstairs.

Joan now had a smile on her face but Tammy's showed concern, "Mum can we talk?"

Pru was in the study so they opted for the dining room, closing the door behind them.

"Gerry's told me much of what happened, and some of the background."

"Good, Jill was just so rude, I defended you so she had a go at me! She told me I was interfering and thought I was encouraging you! I don't care if I never see her again, I don't want your or Angela going to see her either."

"No argument from me. What do we say to Lori?"

"She'll have to decide for herself, but first we'll need a referral to another shrink."

"I'm seeing Dr Adi on Tuesday morning."

"You can take Helen then, she has a ten o'clock appointment."

"I'm just before her."

"Okay, you say Gerry's told you his story?"

"About his dad dying of testicular cancer and Gerry having an orchi?"

"Yes."

"He said about chemo, but what pills is he supposed to be taking?"

"That's something he'll have to tell you himself."

"Fair enough. Are you going back to school?"

"No, and I've excused Gerry for the day. However, why is he now wearing a bra?"

Tammy laughed. "He dressed while I was in the shower and I just told him to look in the shopping bags in my room. I bought him some shorts, tops, vests and the bra. It was a just-in-case and I didn't tell him it was there, honest."

"I saw him go into Angela's room, she let him use her shower."

"So you know I had nothing to do with it?"

"Yes, but your dad's a little confused."

"Right, Angela knows he's a boy because of school, but do the others?"

"I don't think so. This is a mess."

"Where are they now?"

"In the gym, strangely enough it's a good job he is wearing a bra as he's on the running machine!"

***

Lunch followed soon after, they sat on benches outside under a gazebo.

"When did you get all this, Dad?" Tammy pointed at the gazebo.

"Earlier this week, I've been too busy to put it up. I put the furniture together whilst you were making yourself pretty - the girls helped."

"Dad, Mum...?"

"Yes, Tammy?"

"Can Tanya and Gerry stay the night? Can we have a sleepover?"

Richard looked a little concerned, Joan less so.

"The sleeping arrangements need sorting out, and I'd have to clear it with the school for Gerry. Tanya will have to call her Mum."

"Dad, wasn't Gerry going to be here tomorrow for the day?"

"Yes..., she was." Gerry looked at Richard and shrugged.

"Well, that saves going to get her tomorrow." Tammy smiled at Gerry, who clearly understood what was going on.

Richard decided some garden equipment was needed and looked for assistance from the girls but, as lunch had finished, they'd gone. Tammy saw her parents heading for the Land Rover as she guided everyone up to the sound studio.

"Wow!" Gerry was ecstatic. "Dad was a recording engineer with the BBC, he covered all the important music events before he fell ill."

"Do you know how to drive the desk?"

"Sort of, he did show me a few times."

Helen started looking around, it wasn't a large space and there was a black screen in front of the desk. She reached for a switch and pressed it before Tammy could stop her. A few lights came on, illuminating a small recording booth. An electric guitar was sitting on a stand.

"I never knew that was there!"

"You're joking Tammy? I found it months ago." Angela was looking smug.

"No, I just thought it was a mixing desk, it's connected to surround speakers downstairs. There's also a full home cinema setup next to the gym area."

"I thought that area was for the floor mats?"

"There's a sprung floor under the mats, and a projection screen in the end wall."

"Did you build the studio?"

"No, it belonged to the son of the previous owners, it must be his guitar. I guess it was forgotten when they moved out."

"I play guitar."

"I guessed you might, Gerry?"

"Mum played in a band and I picked it up, but I couldn't bring any of my guitars with me on the train. Can I have a go?"

Tanya found the door release and went into the booth, she found an acoustic guitar on a stand that wasn't visible from the control room. She tried to strum it but it wasn't in tune and it was clear she didn't have any particular skill in that area.

Gerry took the acoustic and set about tuning it. He took a seat on a stool and pulled a microphone stand over. Angela, who had spent more time in the booth than anyone, found the correct channel by a process of trial and error. There was an electric pickup on the guitar but that was turned off until Gerry found the switch.

He strummed a few chords then started playing "Let It Be".

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
 
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
 
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

They all joined in with the chorus but Gerry stopped playing before the second verse. There were tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry."

Tanya, who was still next to him, gave Gerry a hug, kissing him on the forehead.

"I can't remember the next verse. My mum's name is Mary, it just seemed so appropriate. I'll play something else."

The consensus was that he should play it again. Tanya found the lyrics using her phone and held it so Gerry could read them, Angela found the recording controls.

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
 
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
 
And when the broken-hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
 
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
 
Let it be, let it be
Ah, let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
 
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music,
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
 
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Oh, there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

The only sound when he finished was Tanya sobbing, amplified by the microphone next to her. Angela had stopped the recording and muted the mic temporarily. Gerry put the guitar on the stand and walked to the doorway of the sound booth.

"Does anyone have a tissue?"

***

After a few minutes break Gerry played a couple of early David Bowie numbers and seemed to know most of the words. Next they each took turns in the booth, Helen could manage a few chords so accompanied Gerry in a rendition of Shania Twain's "Man I Feel Like A Woman", Tammy had brought her tablet out so the lyrics could be a bit bigger, propping the tablet on a music stand. They needed a way to display lyrics in the booth, Tammy thought.

Two really was the limit in the booth, but everyone had a go. Angela then found a collection of karaoke tracks that could be played in the sound booth through monitors.

Julie brought them cool drinks close to four but refused to take them up to the studio.

"No, they stay down here!" A patio table and half a dozen fold up chairs were now on the floor where the practice mats had been.

Richard and Joan returned while they were sipping their drinks, Tammy was a little confused when two of Elsie's groundsmen arrived in the paddock, they walked over to the Land Rover and opened the back.

A large grill was unloaded and manoeuvred onto hard-standing by the gazebo. A gas bottle followed, which Richard connected up. Joan started to unload bags of food but the men took over, carrying it into the kitchen.

It looked like they were about to have their first barbecue of the season but the four girls, plus Gerry, kept out of the way. Angela operated the controls for the screen and Gerry found four mic inputs set into the floor of the gym next to power points. They had seen microphones and long leads in a storage bin so plugged these in while Tammy found the lyrics for "Babooshka" on her tablet as this was the next karaoke track according to a little display above the mixing desk.

As Angela hit 'play' the lyrics now flowed across the screen which was playing video of Kate Bush singing to her track. The karaoke session became very serious now.

Tanya and Gerry both needed the toilet so walked over to the house together, Tanya deciding she needed to find out more - quietly. Tammy was following, at a distance.

"Jeri, what would you be doing at the moment on a Friday?"

"I should be in school, but sod 'em today."

"Which school?"

"Erm, St Andrews."

"Oh, you're a boy?"

"Sorry, I didn't tell you earlier, I thought you might freak."

"It's too late now to worry about it. When did you, um, know you should have been a girl?"

"About an hour ago."

Part Thirty   "Alarming"

 
Saturday 23rd May
 

The sleep-over bedroom arrangements had taken a few arguments to resolve, but they'd all drifted off to their allocated sleeping chamber sometime near 1am.

Tammy woke up with Tanya in her bed, whilst Jeri had slept with Angela and Helen was on her own.

"You snore!"

"I don't"

"I barely slept at all."

"You were fast asleep when I went to the loo an hour ago."

"I wondered what that cold feeling was."

There was a knock on the door, Leanne put two coffees on the dresser before heading to the other bedrooms.

"What's the time?"

"How would I know, it's your room and I can't see my phone anywhere."

Tammy focussed across the room, there was a small clock on her dresser. "Seven fifteen."

"Middle of the night then."

"Well, I won't wake you until after breakfast in that case. I'm usually in school by this time."

"How long until breakfast?"

"Fifteen mins, I'm going for a shower."

"Is there room for two"?

Tammy dashed into the bathroom and locked the door. She was just about to step under the running water when there was a bang on the door.

"Let me in, I need a wee!"

Somehow, the pair made it downstairs just after half seven.

"Remind me, Dad, why are we up this early?"

"You're expecting a car engineer around eight and I understand the sweeping team will be here this morning."

Tammy shrugged and went to fill a bowl with cereal. Helen still had trouble understanding the terminology in the Smart household. "Sweeping team? How many does it take to hold a broom?"

The others, Jeri included, giggled. "What, what, what's so funny?"

"Helen, it means a search for bugs and listening devices will be done."

"Why, are we being bugged?"

"I hope not, but this is precautionary."

"Oh, you wouldn't think my mother's up to something, would you?"

"Unlikely, but we should be careful just in case." Richard dropped his voice to just above a whisper, Helen replied likewise, "okay, I understand."

Tammy turned to Jeri, "you seemed to know what my Dad was talking about?"

"I'm a keen reader of espionage books, I might even write one myself about a group of sixth form spies in the Highlands."

"That would be so unbelievable!"

"Yeah, nothing ever happens in Thurso!"

Tammy blushed. She was saved by the sound of the front door bell, it was just before eight.

"Good morning Mr Smart, Miss Smart."

"Hello Jimmy, I'll open the gate so you can bring the vehicles in." Tammy closed the front door after collecting her keys from the study. She closed the gates behind the two Toyotas.

"Okay Mr Ruddle, who do we have here today and are they tea or coffee aficionados?"

"With me for the sweeping are Peter and Josie, they both take their coffee black. In the other vehicle is Yasmin and she likes apple tea, apparently it keeps her body pure."

Yasmin asked for the keys to Tammy's car and soon had the boot, bonnet, every door and inside panel open. Jimmy and his companions headed for the barn.

Tanya and Jeri had come out the back door. "I guess that rules out a swim?"

"Not quite Jeri, not if you want one?"

"I didn't get a swim yesterday. I don't have a swimsuit though."

"I bought you something yesterday, it was in the sport shop bag."

"Thanks, by the way did you only buy the one bra?"

"Yes, I wasn't sure if you would actually want it. If I had my car we could go shopping."

Tanya folded her arms. "You promised we would go to Wick."

"No I didn't, you just said I needed a guided shopping trip."

"And you agreed we'd do it today."

"I didn't know my car would be dismantled?" The rear seats were now out on the gravel. Tammy tried to make sense of it.

"Yasmin, what are you doing?"

Yasmin looked like her blonde hair was out of a bottle, she was in coveralls which obscured any idea of her body but at six foot tall, in flats, was anything but diminutive.

"I'm upgrading the existing cameras and adding steerable high resolution cameras to the front and rear. Under the seats will be storage for the video and a satellite uplink is going on the roof."

"Okay, so it won't cost me anything on my mobile data?"

"No, not now."

"Anything else?"

"I'll install a secondary battery and your alarm system will be upgraded."

"Fine, but you know the car belongs to me and not to any agency."

"Sure."

Yasmin's head went back into one of the car's orifices and Tammy decided it was a waste of time asking for a time-scale.

"So, Tanya, we're going nowhere before lunchtime."

"Okay, no pool, no gym, no car and I bet the studio's out of action too?"

Tammy nodded.

"What about Elsie's pool?"

"She's away."

"Well, ask!"

Tammy put her head into the kitchen and found Leanne.

"Can you ask if Mrs McPherson's pool is available?"

"It is, Miss. I was going to use it at lunchtime when I finish, I don't mind going there another day, Miss."

"No, Leanne, you can still use it as you planned, we'll be back here by lunchtime."

"I'll have Thomas leave you towels, I'll clear everything away."

"Thank you Leanne."

Tammy gathered the girls and instructed them to change into swimwear. She chose her new black bikini which matched Jeri's. Tanya begged a bikini as her's was in a washing machine somewhere.

The giggling girls took two golf carts over to Elsie's and could see that Thomas, the butler, was unimpressed with the noise before they'd even got through the door.

The pool was shimmering in the subdued light although that was ruined by five girls throwing themselves into the water. Any idea of continuing Helen's swimming lessons was pointless.

They took clean clothes so showered and dressed before returning, leaving their soaking swimsuits for Leanne as suggested. By half eleven they were back at Dunbankin'.

Tammy's car was closed up and in the same spot she'd left it the previous morning, there was no sign of Yasmin or the mechanic's vehicle. Jimmy Ruddle was heading back to his Toyota when Tammy intercepted him.

"Where next?"

"Mrs McPherson's study and drawing room need checking, and then we're visiting the cottage in the grounds of St Andrews."

"Oh, why that?"

"We understand that you may become a regular visitor there in the autumn so we'll upgrade the security and give it a look over. We'll have to go there again in the autumn but that can be done when there's another job up here."

Lunch was next on the agenda but Tanya had other ideas. "We'll get lunch out."

"Okay, but Jeri needs a new wardrobe and that's more important than my shopping."

"And I thought it would just be the two of us, bah!" Tanya laughed, "okay, three of us. We can try this super charged secret service car of yours."

"Tanya! Keep your voice down."

"Sorry, Richard, I'm just having a laugh."

"If you say that at the wrong time in the wrong place, it would not be a laugh, so don't say it at all. You're privileged to know some of Tammy's extra-curricula activities but that does not mean you can broadcast them."

"Yeah, sorry."

Richard turned to Tammy. "Could you take a look at today's Scotsman before you leave for Wick?"

Tanya went to find Jeri and make sure she would pass muster in Wick while Tammy sat in the lounge with the newspaper.

The top story was Veronica Salmond's dismissal from the Scottish Democracy Party. Veronica had been suspended the morning after being arrested in London and was due in front of a hearing next week to determine her future.

The previous day, the paper reported, the Party's Executive had dismissed her as Veronica had given her allegiance to a separatist group, the Scottish Radicals. Parliament had similarly suspended Veronica two weeks earlier and would now vote on Monday to remove her as an MP, forcing a by-election in the constituency.

Tammy had just finished reading the article when Richard joined her in the study.

"Dad, what about the money she owes you?"

"Owes us, it's your firm too!"

"Okay, okay."

"I've told Mr Smith to make an application to the Sheriff's Court for payment of the £8000."

"How will that be achieved?"

"Her house is under control of the High Court, so the Sheriff will probably order that when the house is sold, we get our money direct from the court."

"Is Helen's money safe?"

"Yes, she has access to a few thousand in cash and the rest is secured."

"What's Elsie really doing?"

"Tidying up Roland McPherson's affairs, she's going to Geneva first then flying to the Far East before an excursion to the Caribbean."

"So Austria is a ruse."

"Yes, unfortunately there will be tax to pay when any of the funds are transferred back to the UK but Helen will have a secured future. No word of this to her, please, let Elsie handle it on her return."

"Sure, Dad."

Tammy left her father in the study and rejoined the others, by midday all five were on the way to Wick.

Jeri had complained she didn't have access to much money but had been surprised by Joan when she handed over £200.

"What's this for?"

"You saved Dr Meier's life, that is a thank you from his daughter. He'll be released from hospital after the weekend and is taking retirement."

Jeri had borrowed a bag, but knew she needed to get one. She was in a knee length skirt and a gypsy top on this warm day and had allowed Tanya to put make-up on her for the first time. Tammy had offered a pair of nude tights to hide the blemishes, but Jeri turned down the offer.

"The flare up is over, you can't see anything." Her smile was infectious.

Tammy parked in the large Tesco carpark, some way from the entrance. The five climbed out, but Jeri wasn't comfortable. "What if someone sees me?"

"Jeri, how many St Andrews boys will be over here?"

"What about teachers, Tammy?"

"How long before they have to know anyway? You'll have to talk to Joan about school."

"No, I can't."

"Yes, you can. I did."

The others had walked away, towards the store entrance, while Jeri and Tammy remained by the car.

"You're leaving the school soon, I have another year there."

"Tanya will be there."

"She's doing her Highers now, why should she go to St Andrews?"

"She'll be Mrs Small's deputy, looking after the girls."

"Oh, I hadn't heard that."

"It's not official and she still has to be interviewed."

"What do I tell my mum?"

"The truth, if necessary we'll fly her up here so she can see you."

"She's off next week as my sister's off school."

"How old is she?"

"Claire's Fifteen."

"Look, let's catch the others up."

"Why are we here?"

"Some simple knickers, bras and whatever is in the sale."

***

Jeri spent just £50 there but seemed pleased with her haul, for that amount she added four bras, ten pairs of knickers and two tops. The other girls picked at the bargain rails and added to their clothing stock, although Tammy suggested some of those purchases may end up with Jeri.

As they reached the car a helicopter came over, Wick Airport was next to the store. The chopper hovered, so all the girls and most of the carpark looked up. Tammy recognised the pilot and gave him a wave.

"Do you know him, Tammy?"

"Yes, Helen."

"Anything we should know?"

Tanya and Angela sniggered. "Yeah, I own the company."

Helen shook her head, "I do know when I'm being wound up!"

"Did you notice the company name?"

"Mc something."

"McPherson Helicopters, owned by Elsie, my Dad and me."

"Can I have a ride?"

"Maybe, when your mum pays Dad back for her ride two weeks ago!"

"Hey, I'm not paying her bill!"

"It's being dealt with, you'll get a trip when you need one, but the helicopters are too busy for joy rides."

Tammy drove them to the carpark of the MacKay Hotel, by the Wick River, and guided the gang into the lounge bar. It was around one so lunchtime was upon them. Jeri flinched when she saw the prices in the menu but was told not to worry.

Tanya wanted a glass of wine but Tammy wasn't keen,.

"Look, this is a pit-stop and we've got more to do. I'm driving so can't have a drop anyway."

"Apart from shopping, what do we need to do?"

"Jeri needs a haircut."

All heads turned, "do I?"

"No, Tammy, we'll not do that here." Tanya pulled out her phone and called her mother.

"Right, ten o'clock on Monday. The full package, Joanne's looking forward to meeting Jeri."

"Who's Joanne?" Jeri sounded worried.

"She's a lovely lady, all the girls go to see her." Angela & Tammy nodded, Helen winced.

***

After lunch, two hours of window shopping ensued. Jeri tried on frocks, skirts, capris, and everything else that was handed to her. Her final £5 went on a small shoulder bag.

"I'm out of cash, I'll ask mum for some more but it won't be sent before Monday as she doesn't like online banking."

"Jeri, why don't we get your mum and sister up here for a few days?"

"Where will they stay?"

"We'll work on that." Tammy took her phone and called Joan, as she'd have the necessary contact details.

They walked back to the hotel carpark armed with shopping bags, satisfied with themselves.

A police car was parked next to her Mini Cooper, a familiar rogue was in the back.

"Officer, was he trying to break into my car?"

"We suspect so, what's your name, Miss?"

"Tamara Smart, I'm glad you came across him."

"We were a few miles away when control received a call, so you should thank whoever called. Do you recognise him?"

"Yes, James Dougall, he was arrested trying to rob me in Thurso in December."

"Thank you, how long have you had the car?"

"Since Easter, I doubt he'd know it was mine."

"Okay, we'll be in touch but you might want to have the passenger door checked."

"Will do."

Tammy couldn't see anything but all the other girls insisted on checking too. She docked her phone, it wasn't long before Hilary called.

"Hi Tammy, how many of you in there?"

"Five, but why did you need to ask?"

Hilary laughed, "Yasmin will meet you when you get home, just to check it over."

"Thanks."

The call ended before Helen asked "Tammy, is that the same Hilary?"

"Yes, the same one who helped you."

"So, how did she know about the guy breaking in?"

"The new security system connects to her office, that's what Yasmin was doing this morning."

"Oh."

When they got back Richard was setting up the grill for another attempt at cremating all food that came near it. He'd been partially successful in that regard the previous evening but Julie had assisted by cooking extra in the kitchen.

"Okay, girls. I could do with a hand getting everything ready. Jeri, your mum will be here tomorrow."

Part Thirty One   "Jeri Gets Her Wish"

 
Sunday 24th May
 

The ferry from Orkney was making it's final approach into Scrabster as she drove towards the harbour from Thurso. To say that she'd had an unexciting morning thus far would be the perennial understatement.

Tammy parked near the Scrabster Harbour Trust building at ten twenty. She'd positioned her car so there was a clear line of sight to the main road, the A9, this was also the inbound and egress road for all ferry traffic, all arriving and departing traffic would be recorded with her onboard cameras; one day Hilary might tell her why.

"That's a good position Tammy, you can safely ignore the ferry traffic. Quickly go and check in with the duty Harbour Master."

"Sure, Hilary."

Tammy left her handbag tucked behind her seat and slipped her phone into the camera bag. Her camera was already out and she'd swapped the lens whilst in Thurso for one slightly longer; a very wide lens was no use in the harbour. She took stock of her location as she stood next to her car, behind her were the waters of the inner harbour. Across from that was the inner harbour wall and the outer harbour. Plenty of water, but even in May it was only a few degrees above freezing.

She felt like a right idiot dressed in her high vis jacket until she saw just about every port worked wearing one. There was only difference, hers was clean and plainly brand new whereas the others were well used. She climbed the stairs to the first floor harbour office.

"Good morning, Miss, what can I do for you?"

"Hello, I'm Tammy Smart from Caithness Marine Research."

"Oh yes, we were expecting you around seven?"

"The rest of the week I will be here around that time, but not today!"

"We'll see, little girl, we'll see. Now, I allocated young Jimmy to walk with you today but he went for breakfast an hour ago and is needed for the ferry in just under ten minutes. Now, if you'd been here at seven?"

"I'm sorry, Mr?"

"McDonald, Hamish McDonald."

"Well, I'm sorry Mr McDonald, but nobody told me."

"It's not personal Miss Smart, we don't let anyone go wandering around the harbour area without an escort the first time they're here, health and safety you see."

"I do, very sensible."

"Good, coffee while you're waiting for your escort?"

"Yes, please."

"The kettle's over there, be a good lass and make us both a mug. White with two sugars please."

Tammy felt insulted but put her camera and bag down before going towards the tea station. The kettle was, of course, empty so she turned to speak to the Harbour Master - just in time to see him heading out the door.

She did find water, and a fridge with milk, so busied herself with the beverages. Looking around she spotted Hamish's coffee mug, a well-used and well stained drinking vessel. She used a little of the boiling water to clean it but it was difficult without a proper kitchen.

His coffee was steaming when Hamish returned, bringing a young lad around eighteen with him.

"Jimmy, this is the wee lass we thought wasn't going to turn up." He turned to Tammy, "he takes coffee the same as me."

Tammy got the hint and made the third coffee, wondering if she should just give up and leave the chauvinist's office.

"Not bad, Miss Smart, not bad."

"Thank you," she wasn't being sincere but Hamish missed the tone, "can I go around the harbour when we've finished our coffee?"

"Oh, no, not yet. Jimmy has to help with the unaccompanied freight first."

Tammy did not want to apologise for her tardiness again, when she hadn't even been told about these issues in advance. "Unaccompanied?"

"Lorry trailers that have been dropped in the port, we use a tug to load and unload the trailers."

"A tug?" Tammy was becoming confused.

"A diesel tug, makes a load of noise and can't go more than twenty miles an hour, but a heavy duty work horse regardless. There's one over there." He pointed out the window at the strange looking beast.

Jimmy drained his mug whilst Tammy was still sipping it, then he was out of the door and into the tug. It started with a cloud of black fumes from a vertical exhaust and then was off.

"He's my boy, a good lad. Give him half an hour and he'll be ready, there's very little freight on a Sunday. You can put the kettle back on, my daughter will be here soon, she works on the ferry."

Tammy could see that this was an incestuous arrangement but hardly surprising in a tight knit community. She relaxed but spotted something in the water, she grabbed her camera and headed to the door.

"What's got into you, lass?"

"Something in the water, out there?" She opened the door and put the camera to her eye, snapping away.

"It's just a pod of killer whales, we see them all the time."

"Really?"

"Oh yes."

She was quite relieved when Jimmy returned to the office, especially when he didn't need another coffee.

"Ready, Miss?"

Unfortunately, two mugs of coffee had done more than delay her. "Can you direct me to the ladies?" She could hear Hamish's groan, and Jimmy's smirk.

The walk around the harbour was an anticlimax after that. Tammy wanted to follow Hilary's instruction but Jimmy wouldn't let her stop to photograph the small boats, pointing out instead all the men, and women, who worked in the port.

"That's cousin Mary, and her husband cousin Gerald."

"Both cousins?"

"Yes," he sounded indignant, "Mary is from my father's side and Gerald from my mother's."

"Oh, I see."

With that, the speed of the tour picked up, Tammy was back at her car ten minutes later. She stowed the camera in the boot, retrieving her phone from the bag. Her high vis jacket went into the boot as well. She docked the phone, it was nearly midday and she had a missed call.

"Hi Hilary, you called?"

"Yes, there was an attempt to grab Helen this morning."

Tammy started the car and got on the road, exceeding the speed limit slightly through the village before testing the rallying aspects of her Mini Cooper on the open road towards Dounraey.

"Tammy, did you hear what I just said?"

"No Hilary."

"Right, there's no panic, slow down."

"But you said ..." She reduced her speed.

"I said there was an attempt, I didn't say she'd been harmed or was at risk."

"Err?"

"A couple of thugs were stopped coming out of town by the police. In the car were photos of Helen and the addresses for you, Elsie and the school."

"Why were they stopped?"

"They'd been checking the hotels, showing the photos to everyone. They were spotted by some off duty officers, apparently."

Tammy relaxed a little, "okay, what else?"

"Nothing else, the police are investigating. I gather you had interesting morning?"

"Yeah, you could have warned me about that pig the Harbour Master!"

"That's all for show, to see if you can be wound up. He tried the same act on me."

"Great, so you could have let me know."

"It wouldn't have made much difference."

Tammy ended the call, what could they do with Helen?

She left her car out the front and walked in through the front door, to be met by Joan. "Can we have a word?"

Tammy shrugged and followed Joan into the study.

"What is it, mum?"

"Jeri."

"What about her?"

"She might have to be him, again."

"Pardon?"

"I talked to the Head this morning, the rule is that you need a shrink's letter to attend school as a girl."

"Oh, and there's no way we can get Jill to help in that regard?"

"Correct, plus her father's chair of governors so you can't expect any relaxation of the rules."

"What about the pinafores?"

"That will be okay for a short time but he might insist on a letter from her GP to continue wearing them after this week?"

"I see, what would want to do?"

"My own position is that if she wants to be a girl, let her. However, she only made that decision on Friday afternoon so who's to say it's a long-held belief? She's not claimed it's anything more than an epiphany as yet. Also, there's no female boarding until September."

"So Gerry, has to attend, as a boy."

"Yes. We can't put him, or her, up here any longer as we don't have the space. It doesn't help that Elsie's away, she'd be able to deal with Harry Davison."

"Have you told Jeri?"

"Not yet, she's been with your Dad at Aberdeen airport waiting for her mum and sister. They'll be about another twenty minutes."

So, Jeri had got her wish, a ride on a helicopter.

"I thought we'd have lunch first then sit down to discuss the situation. I just wanted to bounce the issues off you first."

"Fair enough, as Head Girl, I presume?"

"Something like that, confidentially of course."

"Of course, what about Helen?"

"It doesn't sound as if we need to change our arrangements at the moment, at least that's what your Dad and the police think. Can you wait about fifteen then take a buggy across to Elsie's to collect them?"

"Sure."

Tammy dropped her bag on her bed, she needed the loo again - it also wouldn't do any harm to check her face before the visitors arrived. Heading outside she could see Angela and Helen climbing out of the pool.

"When's lunch?"

"Soon, Helen."

"Okay, time to get changed."

The pair threw towels around their shoulders and sauntered off towards the house, Tammy wondered if Helen had been told about that morning's incident? She checked the poolside was tidy as Leanne wasn't normally scheduled to work on a Sunday. She unlocked the gate that opened into Elsie's estate.

Suddenly she could hear a helicopter approaching from the South. She jumped into one of the buggies then sped across to the landing area behind the house of the Clan McPherson, arriving just as the chopper came into land.

Richard did the introductions "Thanks Tammy, this is Olivia and Claire Anders, Jeri's mum and sister."

"Pleased to meet you Mrs Anders."

Richard loaded their bags onto the back of the golf buggy as the chopper took off, startling the newly arrived guests. Jeri joined them then once all four were squeezed onto the buggy she headed back, much more slowly than before, leaving her dad to walk back.

Tammy helped carry their bags indoors, where Joan met them.

"Tammy, could you look after Claire and Jeri while I speak to their mum?"

"Sure, Jeri what do you want to do?"

"Let's go up to the studio."

Claire wasn't saying very much and Tammy wondered if their mum, Olivia, had told her not to pester her new sister. They climbed the door to the studio, it was clear Angela and Helen had been up here earlier as all the lights were on.

Claire decided she was out of range of any adult supervision, "I can't believe ...." Jeri was in a pair of capris with a scooped neck gypsy top. Her bra straps were obvious. She wasn't wearing any make-up but the outfit screamed 'girl'.

"Are those real?"

Claire pointed at Jeri's bust, then prodded her."

"Oi, Claire, yes they're real."

The sisters hugged, Jeri was plainly emotional as her eyes were wet. Tammy handed her a tissue.

"So, you're Tammy?"

"Yes."

"Who girlified my big brother?"

"No-one, she just decided on Friday that's how it would be. We went shopping yesterday for a few things."

"Like a bra?"

"Yes, she needs one."

"I'm a B cup and my brother's nearly the same as me."

"Your sister," Tammy corrected the girl.

"Yeah, whatever!" She walked into the recording booth and picked up the acoustic, brushing her long blonde hair away from her face. The wireless pick-up was already switched on as she strummed it. Jeri went to the desk and moved some of the faders.

"Can you play?"

"Oh, yes. I've been practising with Gerry's guitars. He left them at home."

Tammy wanted to correct Claire again, but knew it would take some time. Of course, it wasn't even as simple as that, she wondered how well the meeting was going inside the house.

Claire started playing something but Tammy couldn't recognise it, she wasn't as proficient as Jeri that much was clear. There was very little communication between the Anders girls, Tammy was trying to determine what Claire was thinking but she was giving very few clues away as she played.

A phone rang, Tammy answered.

"We're all wanted, lunch."

She hadn't even known there was an extension in the studio, but perhaps that was sensible after Angela managed to shut herself in there a few months earlier. Tammy climbed down the stairs and escorted them across to the house. There was the smell of Sunday roast wafting out of the kitchen window, but inside the kitchen door was firmly closed. Tammy suggested they washed using her bathroom before lunch.

"Nice room."

"Thanks Claire."

A few minutes later they arrived in the dining room

Lunch was polite, the small talk was, er, small. No-one wanted to broach the major subjects.

"So what do you do, Tammy?" Claire was asking.

"I'm in the sixth form with Jeri, I finish there in a few weeks. Angela and Helen are at the same school."

"Gerry said you were doing a job this morning?"

"I have a part time role with a company in town, doing research. I am doing harbour traffic surveys right now."

"Oh."

Tammy guessed that Livvy, as she'd now been told to call, had been briefed by Joan and Richard about the school. Of course, that was not a certainty right now.

With lunch out of the way, Richard asked Tammy to stay but the other girls were sent out, Helen was asking Claire if she'd brought a swimsuit.

"Tammy, Dr McIntosh is on his way over with Reverend Franklin, so we'll relocate to the sitting room shortly. Before we do that though, could you explain about yourself to Livvy?"

Tammy looked at her father with a quizzical look, but he nodded back.

"Well, I transitioned last November and came back to school as a girl at the end of December."

"When did you know?"

"Years earlier, but it was circumstances that caused me to transition rather than a well planned operation."

"Operation?"

"Perhaps not the best word, they weren't the best planned arrangements. I did however have the support of the Head, most of the governors and my father."

"But, how could you know, I mean you were born a boy?"

"Yes, physically, but I'd like to think of it as a plumbing problem as my brain is wired as a woman. I've had several shrinks confirm that."

"I understand he, she, had a problem with a shrink on Friday?"

"I wasn't there so I can't tell you what happened, but I've had problems with this woman before and won't be seeing her again. I'm dealing with Professor Roberts in Glasgow for any further appointments."

"I understand there are others at your school?"

"Two others that I know of, both in the Upper Sixth, one of whom was at this table just now. They, as I, have letters confirming they are transgendered and in transition, this allows them to attend school as females. Jeri has no such letter so that would cause a problem."

Jeri knew Tammy's story as it was common knowledge in the school, but hadn't known about previous encounters with Jill. Livvy had only just been made aware of the legal aspects.

"So will Gerry have to leave St Andrews?"

"That's uncertain but there could be a compromise position until the end of term."

"Maybe." Her mum wasn't hopeful of an easy solution. "What about bullying?"

Joan intervened, "I can assure you Mrs Anders that bullying is taken very seriously. Jeri helped identify one boy and he has been removed from the school. That was the first such case this year."

"So can he stay at the school? Yes or no?"

"We need to discuss that with the Head."

"You said the Reverend was also going to be here?"

"He's a governor as well, as is Richard. I'm a member of staff so I don't make policy decisions. Tammy's Head Girl so has to be involved with the practicalities of any solution to this issue."

There was a knock on the study door, Tammy opened it as she was closest. "Dr McIntosh and Reverend Franklin are in the sitting room, Miss."

"Thank you Leanne." Plainly Richard or Joan had asked her to work.

Jeri's mum was clearly not used to being in this type of environment, but she'd said nothing at lunchtime when Leanne had served. "You have a maid?"

"Yes, and a cook. We have a busy household and need the help, shall we go?"

***

Jeri had been called into the meeting after twenty minutes, at which point Tammy had left. It must have been a sight as Jeri arrived in her black bikini, fresh from the pool, wrapped in a towel in a vague attempt to maintain decency.

Tammy gave up and changed into her bikini. She'd just come down the stairs when Rev Franklin came out of the sitting room in search of the toilet. She was carrying her towel, not wearing it.

"Oh, I'm sorry Miss Smart, could you just tell me ..."

"Over there, Reverend." Tammy pointed towards the ground floor facilities.

"Thank you." He was flustering.

"Not at all."

It hadn't been her intention to make the Reverend uncomfortable, just bad timing. She'd almost made it to the back door when she was called back. There were now two bikini-clad transgendered girls in the room, Tammy wrapped the towel securely around herself.

The Headmaster addressed her, "I believe we have a workable plan, whether it's what Miss Anders wishes is another matter."