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suddenly
yesterday.”
    “Wait, wait” Tomas said “I must write all this down. He
pulled an ornate leather bound notebook from his bag and settled it on the
table. “Very well,” he said, “keep going.”
    “As I said, my client’s husband passed away quite suddenly
yesterday in less than optimal circumstances. My client is well known but not
overly famous, so there may be some media interest. We are looking for a
discreet and tasteful way of holding the funeral. Is this something you would
be able to do?” I asked holding my breath.
    “Of course I can do it” Tomas said quietly. I was pleased to
see that the voice that had previously carried to all
ends of the coffee shop, could be modulated for privacy when required. “The
issue we have is that I need to have all the information if I am to do the job
properly.”
    I looked at him, loath to give this information to someone
that I had only met. Tomas sighed obviously aware of my internal dilemma.
    “Would it make it any easier for you Trudie if I told you
that I used to work for Monique as one of her personal assistants?”
    “Really?” I asked.
    “Yes really. I was with Monique for four years and had
various clients, all of whom were challenging but interesting which I’m sure is
the same way you ended up here today.”
    “Why did you leave?” I asked curiously.
    “I had always wanted to be an events planner. Working with
Monique’s clients honed those skills and I ended up branching out on my own.”
    “As a funeral events planner?” I said questioningly. Not
exactly a career path that I had envisaged.
    Tomas smiled. “Not exactly at first. I started off working
as a wedding planner.”
    That made sense. I could see the man in front of me being a
wedding planner, he would be perfect in the role.
    “Why don’t you still do that?” I asked.
    “ Brides ,” Tomas shivered. “Some
women can be truly vicious on their wedding day. I got tired of dealing with women who were determined to reduce
everyone around them to tears. The last wedding that I did was a nightmare. The
mother of the groom died in the middle of the planning stage for the wedding.
The bride was too busy with wedding plans to help with the organization of the
funeral of the mother of the man she supposedly loved. He asked me to help and
I felt so sorry for the guy that I organized the funeral for him. He was so
grateful for the work I did , while his bride to be did
nothing but raise the stress levels of everyone around her.”
    “That was a good thing you did” I said gently.
    Tomas smiled at me. “I got more joy and a stronger feeling that I had helped people that day than I ever did
for any of the weddings I planned, so I changed my focus. I no longer plan the
best day of people’s lives, I help them get through one of the worst.”
    I felt tears prick the back of my eyes. “That is lovely” I
said, “I’ve never looked at it that way.”
    Tomas looked embarrassed. “On the plus side, the groom got
smart. He dumped the bitch he was going to marry at the funeral, when she
turned up drunk in a tiny red dress that left nothing to the imagination.”
    “My image of happy ever after is taking a battering today” I
muttered.
    “ Why ?” asked Tomas.
    “I met a PI today who spends his life following people
around while they cheat on their spouses and now you. I’m beginning to think
that marriage is a recipe for disaster.”
    “It usually is” said Tomas. “So are you ready to trust me
with some of the details that I am going to need for your client’s husband?”
    “Okay” I said. “My client is Adele Wesson.” Tomas nodded in
recognition. “Her second husband Eric, who she married a year ago, was
yesterday found dead in his bed. At this stage there are no details but there
was a lot of blood.”
    Tomas nodded, frantically writing down information.
    “As a result of all that blood there is a murder
investigation happening. The police have control of Eric’s body