least forty kilometres long, Ed could’ve lived anywhere!
‘What number? I am not saying I will
do it Ed, tell me where you live and I’ll consider it.’ Like it mattered; she
was ready to leave in a taxi. She noted the number and cut him off. A
nice evening….. doubtful.
‘I am sorry Justin, I will have to
go.’
‘I happened to overhear some of your
conversation Amy. Is something up?’
‘Yes! Ed isn’t coming here tonight
but wants me to drop his precious car off at his house!’ She wanted
Justin to know for some strange reason, that she had nothing to do with Ed. ‘I
don’t know the guy, nor do I want to get to know him. I made the mistake of
letting him talk me into a ‘date.’ There, she said it, why did she need to
explain?
‘I’m glad to hear that Amy!’ Justin
didn’t want to play the hero, but he also didn’t want her to leave. ‘I happen
to know where he lives.’
‘Ed?’ She asked distracted. ‘You
do?’
‘Yeah, don’t ask me why, I can’t
stand the guy.’
‘You can’t stand him?’ She asked
interested.
‘No!’
Amy picked up her cell. ‘I need a
taxi to take me home.’
‘I can drive you home. Why don’t you
take his car back, I’ll follow you in mine and then take you home.’
‘No thanks, a taxi will do.’ She was
already dialling a number.
‘No, don’t take this the wrong way
Amy. I am only offering a ride home – I promise.’ The last thing he needed was
for Amy to run off. Not that he couldn’t find her, - but he wanted to help her
to get home.
Amy couldn’t help thinking how good
looking he was, especially with that boyish grin.
‘All right, take me home.’ She
grabbed his hand and was pulling him towards the door. ‘Let’s go!’
‘I can’t believe this, a woman in
control!’ Holding Amy’s hand was like holding a live wire. Before he could pay
attention to his feelings she stopped abruptly.
‘Where are the guys?’ She searched
around for Frank and Jack.
‘If I’m not mistaken, in the
library, sampling the brandy!’
‘Drinking!’
‘They are old enough to drink you
know?’ He teased her.
‘Very funny!’
They ran down some stairs and came
out by the front entrance of the house.
‘Do you want to wait in Ed’s car
Amy? I will quickly say goodbye to Jack and grab a car.’
‘What? You mean you haven’t got your
own car here?’
‘You’ve got it. Jack has a few; I am
guaranteed to get one.’ He gently let go of Amy’s hand. ‘I won’t be long.’
‘I should say goodbye too, it isn’t
nice to vanish without a word.’
‘Don’t worry, I will pass it on.’
Justin said and rushed off.
In Ed’s car Amy turned on the
stereo. Classical music filled the air. Ed and classical music didn’t go
together. She fiddled around with the many gadgets in the car.
‘I said your goodbyes, they were
disappointed.’ Justin was back. ‘They want to see you again.’
‘Oh, I am sorry I should’ve gone
in.’ She said feeling guilty.
‘Don’t worry; they’ll get over it.
If you’re ready,….?’
Amy saw him getting into a black
Jeep, indicating her to follow him. She started up the Aston. Wow! It sounded
great.
Chapter Eleven
Frank moved away from the library
window, which overlooked the front of Jack’s house. The envelope he had just opened
held the key. Here was a situation that needed careful handling, but Frank had
a new plan.
‘Here’s the deal Jack. I want to
start filming as soon as possible!’ Frank picked up his glass of whisky. ‘I
don’t want to waste any time.’
Jack nodded. ’Whatever you want, you
can get everyone on board in a couple of months.’
‘I don’t have a couple of months.
I’m talking four weeks, tops.’
‘Weeks?’
Frank was ready to start at that
very moment, but he had to pull some people from whatever they were involved
with. That meant money. He didn’t mind paying – he had experienced that money
made many things possible.
‘One month Jack, you
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