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Sword.’ 
    ‘No… wait… I love my job. I’m good at it. Don’t fire me,’ pleaded Minnie. ‘Give me one more chance.’
    ‘No more chances,’ exploded A.A Jones.
    ‘But… but the natural gas programme. You need the algorithm otherwise…’
    ‘Someone else will work on the missing piece.’
    ‘But I…’
    ‘GET OUT.’
    ‘Please,’ begged Minnie. ‘I need to be here. I can’t go home. James George… my boyfriend… he… I caught him in bed, actually our bed, with another woman last night.’ She didn’t mean to share this information but she was desperate. In this do-or-die situation she had no problem going for the sympathy vote if necessary.
    A.A Jones looked Minnie up and down. It was a vindictive and triumphant stare. She said, ‘Has it occurred to you that it’s not a coincidence that no one wants you?’
    At that point, Minnie knew it was over. She wasn’t going to get her job back.
    A.A Jones continued, ‘How dare you bring your own personal life into this. You got what you deserved! Spare a thought for Ashton Greene and Parker Bachmann. Her political career was affiliated with Greene’s success. You ruined their relationship and partnership. You have quite possibly crippled his business not to mention mine. What next, Miranda – a total eclipse of the sun?’
    Minnie started to back out the office, not wishing to turn her back on her boss out of fear that her pointed words would pierce her between the shoulder blades.
    ‘I’m so sorry,’ she whispered as finally made it to the glass door. ‘I didn’t…’
    ‘Get out of my sight,’ ordered A.A Jones. After all the fury and disdain this was a cold and unemotional instruction that left Minnie in no doubt that she was no more. No one is irreplaceable. 
     
    Minnie collapsed back at her desk. Ross Brown appeared immediately, jumping excitedly from foot to foot with hoppity hop movements.
    ‘Security is on its way up to escort you off the premises,’ he trilled.
    ‘I know how to get out of the building,’ snapped Minnie. 
    ‘Your computer is now locked. I’ve also wiped your Sim card,’ Ross informed her. 
    ‘You did what ?’ Minnie scrabbled to find her phone. Sure enough, all the contacts had disappeared. ‘You can’t do that.’
    ‘I just did.’ Ross smiled his signature, insincere smile. His lips cracked as his smile widened. 
    ‘I had personal numbers in the phone.’
    ‘Then I’m confident I’ve done everyone a favour.’
    ‘You are so unprofessional,’ seethed Minnie as she watched Ross Brown sweep pens, paperwork and a paperweight into the waste paper bin.
    ‘Don’t get those hips stuck in the turnstile on the way out!’ Ross shouted after her as she disappeared into the elevator. ‘We wouldn’t want to delay your departure.’
    Minnie hurried to the foyer as fast as she could. She could already feel the shakes starting and her legs were turning weak. She made a beeline for the revolving doors and spun out into the pavement, gasping to fill her lungs.
    The man she loved and the job she needed had been erased as effectively as Ross Brown had deleted the contacts off the Sim card on her phone. 
    He had also said she had hips wide enough to block a turnstile. Sticks and stones rained down in the sunshine; she was terribly hurt. 

 
     
     
     
     
     
    4
     Heathrow (LHR) to San Francisco, CA (SFO)
     
    Angie had insisted on driving Minnie to the airport. She had selected her clothing in support of Minnie and was wearing a T-shirt emblazoned with the quote: “ There’s a special place in hell reserved for women who refuse to help one another. ” 
    Minnie was curled up in the passenger seat entering numbers onto her new Sim. She might be socially inept but her numerical recall was brilliant; a prodigious memory had some advantages. It was a quick and effortless procedure. It was a start. 
    ‘I still can’t believe the bitch fired you?’ raged Angie as she negotiated traffic. There was a