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loose
somehow. It must be back there, at the house.”
He regarded her scornfully. “Going back is not a good idea,” he
stated. “You’ll just have to live without it.”
She knew she had to do something, anything, to convince him otherwise.
In desperation she promised, “I’ll not cause you any more trouble. I’ll do
everything you ask!”
He regarded her contemplatively. Perhaps she was still playing
games – was there a hidden ploy in all this? But then what advantage would she
gain in returning to the house? He dragged his eyes from her anguished gaze
with difficulty, trying to look at this logically. If she was telling the truth
about the lost locket and he did not recover it, it might be found. It sounded
like a unique item and so might identify her and place her at Angela's. At this
point nobody, not even Kate, knew where they'd been. Once discovered Angela
could also be connected to him and might report it to the police. There was a
risk in doing nothing and it would only take half an hour to drive back. What
difference could this make?
CHAPTER
5
Brenna emitted a small moan of bliss
as she sank into the warm embrace of the hot tub. The water bubbled up to greet
her, matching the fizzing excitement of her heart that hadn’t quite recovered
from recent events. She was still sure they’d chosen the wrong person and any
minute now someone would come in to brand her as an imposter and force her off
the premises. She glanced towards the door. No sign yet of being disturbed.
Grinning she sank back under the water. Better get on with enjoying herself.
Gazing up at the stars above her she thanked her lucky star, whichever one that
was, for guiding her here.
It was certainly good luck that she’d
had an argument with her mother, one in an endless round lately, which had
resulted in her decision to bunk off college and go into town. Not that her
mother really cared what she was doing. All she cared about was herself and her
current boyfriend- the one that apparently loved her too much to ever try it on
with her own daughter. How dare she even suggest such a thing? Why would he
want her anyway? She was nothing. She was an ugly, skinny, carrot-top and
always would be.
How she hated her! She’d longed to get
out from under her but her brother had insisted she get her qualifications
first. It was easy for him to say this, not so easy to live it when her mother
was such a bitch and her live-in lover was little short of a paedophile. Not
that she’d mentioned the last part to Sean. She didn’t want him getting himself
all in a sweat.
Why was she dwelling on this now? What
had happened since proved she was beautiful, at least in someone’s eyes.
‘Exceptional’ they’d called her. She didn’t need college anymore and she
definitely didn’t need her mother. As her body began to relax and her
heart finally slowed, she took her mind back over the past few hours to see if
reflection would make it any more believable. She’d never even considered modelling
before; she’d never thought herself photogenic. But that man had obviously seen
something in her and he’d been right! Because here she was.
At first she’d thought he was just
making a play for her. Smiling, she remembered how flattered she’d been. He’d
been gorgeous after all. Ebony hair, olive skin, with such a sexy angel tattoo
on his right, incredibly toned, bicep. She’d been
sitting by herself, cradling a cup of coffee when he’d taken the chair
opposite. But she wasn’t stupid. She knew she looked vulnerable and had
instantly dismissed the idea he was truly interested in her. She’d even steeled
herself to get rid of him.
But then he’d surprised her by
slipping out a card and saying, “Don’t take this the wrong way but I think
you’re exactly what we’ve been looking for. There isn’t much time, but you
could still make the interview.”
She’d frowned.
He’d continued. “There’s my business
card. We’re a
somehow. It must be back there, at the house.”
He regarded her scornfully. “Going back is not a good idea,” he
stated. “You’ll just have to live without it.”
She knew she had to do something, anything, to convince him otherwise.
In desperation she promised, “I’ll not cause you any more trouble. I’ll do
everything you ask!”
He regarded her contemplatively. Perhaps she was still playing
games – was there a hidden ploy in all this? But then what advantage would she
gain in returning to the house? He dragged his eyes from her anguished gaze
with difficulty, trying to look at this logically. If she was telling the truth
about the lost locket and he did not recover it, it might be found. It sounded
like a unique item and so might identify her and place her at Angela's. At this
point nobody, not even Kate, knew where they'd been. Once discovered Angela
could also be connected to him and might report it to the police. There was a
risk in doing nothing and it would only take half an hour to drive back. What
difference could this make?
CHAPTER
5
Brenna emitted a small moan of bliss
as she sank into the warm embrace of the hot tub. The water bubbled up to greet
her, matching the fizzing excitement of her heart that hadn’t quite recovered
from recent events. She was still sure they’d chosen the wrong person and any
minute now someone would come in to brand her as an imposter and force her off
the premises. She glanced towards the door. No sign yet of being disturbed.
Grinning she sank back under the water. Better get on with enjoying herself.
Gazing up at the stars above her she thanked her lucky star, whichever one that
was, for guiding her here.
It was certainly good luck that she’d
had an argument with her mother, one in an endless round lately, which had
resulted in her decision to bunk off college and go into town. Not that her
mother really cared what she was doing. All she cared about was herself and her
current boyfriend- the one that apparently loved her too much to ever try it on
with her own daughter. How dare she even suggest such a thing? Why would he
want her anyway? She was nothing. She was an ugly, skinny, carrot-top and
always would be.
How she hated her! She’d longed to get
out from under her but her brother had insisted she get her qualifications
first. It was easy for him to say this, not so easy to live it when her mother
was such a bitch and her live-in lover was little short of a paedophile. Not
that she’d mentioned the last part to Sean. She didn’t want him getting himself
all in a sweat.
Why was she dwelling on this now? What
had happened since proved she was beautiful, at least in someone’s eyes.
‘Exceptional’ they’d called her. She didn’t need college anymore and she
definitely didn’t need her mother. As her body began to relax and her
heart finally slowed, she took her mind back over the past few hours to see if
reflection would make it any more believable. She’d never even considered modelling
before; she’d never thought herself photogenic. But that man had obviously seen
something in her and he’d been right! Because here she was.
At first she’d thought he was just
making a play for her. Smiling, she remembered how flattered she’d been. He’d
been gorgeous after all. Ebony hair, olive skin, with such a sexy angel tattoo
on his right, incredibly toned, bicep. She’d been
sitting by herself, cradling a cup of coffee when he’d taken the chair
opposite. But she wasn’t stupid. She knew she looked vulnerable and had
instantly dismissed the idea he was truly interested in her. She’d even steeled
herself to get rid of him.
But then he’d surprised her by
slipping out a card and saying, “Don’t take this the wrong way but I think
you’re exactly what we’ve been looking for. There isn’t much time, but you
could still make the interview.”
She’d frowned.
He’d continued. “There’s my business
card. We’re a
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