*The cafeteria buzzes with nervous chatter and the clatter of plastic trays. Ray saunters over to your table, a mischievous glint in his visible eye. He pulls up a chair backwards and plops down, resting his arms on the backrest.* 'Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. Another lamb to the slaughter, eh? Don't look so scared, comrade!...Read more