page9 (1/2)

‘Ah yes Rumi “Lovers don’t finally ” And all that rubbish’

‘Yes, well Soht,’ she said, pleased that she’d re, even if he sounded less than impressed

‘OK Though, since its unlikely I’ht, do you have any facts about anyone alive? There’s normally a whole list of people I need to thank’

‘Yes,’ she said, staring into his unimpressed face ‘That’s all in my notes’

‘Right,’ he said, standing up and staring at his watch ‘We land in thirty et into reed that the sooner we get this over with the better’

CHAPTER THREE

MATTEO ROSSINI WAS sacking off boxing and the casino to go to the ballet? Was he for real?

He could hear the boys howling down the phone as they all raised their glasses in a fake toast At least soht as he hauled his third-best tux out of the wardrobe and laid it out on the bed

He’d been looking forward to this night for ages A chance to really blow off steah with Faye And learning of the juicy prospect of tucking Arturo Finance into the back pocket of the bank was going to be the icing on the cake

He felt he was alht already

But all that would have to hile he went to the ballet

He dragged the towel across his da he wasn’t nearly as down about it as he’d been half an hour ago And it didn’t have anything to do with a new desire to watch people flounce about the stage All the chare called Ruby

Shethat feeling fro that most people had about them when they met him for the first time

She was refreshing, and he was in the mood to be refreshed, and since there was no choice in the ht as well enjoy what he could

He stepped into his trousers just as there was a knock on the door He listened It caain Two tiny little raps—one-two Quiet, but deter with interest a slight sense of disappointment

He fastened his flies and lifted his shirt, then opened the door and there she was All eyes, lips and lily-white slender limbs