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Miles Faulkner was shaving when the phone rang in his suite, but he abandoned his razor when he heard Booth Watson’s resonant tones Whenever BW called it was rarely good news Faulkner sat on the end of the bed and listened to what his lawyer had to say

‘Is there an

y reason I should hurry back, BW?’ he asked after Booth Watson had informed him about the writ ‘The Testup to Sydney to celebrate the New Year, so wouldn’t be home before the third at the earliest’

‘That shouldn’t be a problee receipt of the petition, so we can deal with it when you get back’

‘Good Then I’ll call you in a couple of weeks’ ti else?’

‘Yes, there was so It see man By the tiht prove helpful when it co a settlement in claim’

‘Put a private detective onto it straight away,’ said Faulkner

‘I already have,’ said Booth Watson, ‘and you should assu’

‘Any good news?’ asked Miles

‘I’ve handed over the Renoir to Standard Life, and they’ve transferred half a million to your account in the Cayman Islands’

‘Half a et her hands on’

‘Enjoy the Test match, and call me the moment you’re back’

Miles put the phone down and finished shaving After the cocktail waitress – whose name he couldn’t remember – had left, he decided to find out if his as still in Monte Carlo

The reater detail with her boss than she had with Booth Watson, but then Faulkner spoke fluent French He asked when Madaland, and she replied, ‘I’m not sure, sir All I know is she followed the van down to the yacht’

‘What van?’ demanded Faulkner