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Veiga? I know the name, but I
can’t place . . .”
“He’s the mastermind behind Team Spirit — the biggest racing
syndication business in the world. He’ll steer you right.” He pulled his cell
phone out from his pocket. “I’ll give him a call.”
As it transpired, Sam had had to call two other numbers
before he eventually tracked down his quarry, but finally they connected and
spent several minutes in animated conversation.
In due course, he turned back to Livi. “You’re in luck; he’s
on the west coast for Barretts Sales and the opening of Del Mar. Can you meet
him at Moonshadows on PCH in Malibu for lunch on Wednesday?”
She was totally lost for words. “I guess . . .”
“Great,” he returned to the phone. “Yes, she can do that --
one o’clock in the Blue Lounge . . .” he raised his eyebrows at Livi, but resumed
the conversation before she could respond. “She’ll be there. I appreciate this
Ben, she and her late husband are -- were good friends of mine.”
He disconnected and beamed at Livi. “As good as solved.
Don’t concern yourself with travel details, I’ll send my car. I’ll have my
driver pick you up at, say eleven thirty?”
Livi felt as if she was being run over by a road roller, but
an especially benign and kindly road roller. “Yes,” she said weakly. “That’ll
be fine.”
“Good! Ben said take any and all paperwork you have relative
to the partnership. Everything! Now, let’s do what I came here for and see my
mare and her foal, then I’ll take you to Mother Hubbard's in Buellton for lunch.
I love the place.”
♠
♠ ♠
Matt arrived at the farm a little before seven, his hair
still damp from the shower. Chrissy was nowhere to be seen, so he took
advantage of her absence to kiss Livi tenderly. She clung to him for a long
time before eventually steering him to sit down opposite her at the table,
where she poured out the latest chapter of events.
Consternation flooded his eyes. “My god, things don’t get
any easier for you do they? Actually, I know Ben Veiga too, Team Spirit always
have horses in Florida and I met him several times at Calder and Hialeah. He
seems to be a nice guy.”
Livi was intrigued. “Wow, it’s a small world. But let’s look
on the bright side. Sam Nichols is convinced Ben Veiga will be able to advise
me how to get Edward off my back.” A thought suddenly occurred to her. “I don’t
suppose there’s any way you could come with me is there?”
Matt spread his hands. “I honestly don’t know. I doubt it,
but I’ll certainly ask Doc Blair first thing tomorrow if he can spare me. Don’t
get your hopes up though, the midweek’s usually busy.”
She reached across and patted his arm. “No, I won’t, I
promise, but if you can make it, it would be great, especially since you
already know him.”
♠
♠ ♠
Wednesday dawned. Needing a distraction for a few minutes, Livi
went out to the barn with the two dogs and walked round with Isidoro as he
checked on the horses, then she returned to the house to prepare for her trip
to Malibu. She had spent much of Tuesday meticulously collecting every document
and scrap of paper she considered relevant and assembling them in chronological
order in a folder. She was all too aware that their entire financial future
depended upon the meeting she would shortly attend.
Matt hadn’t been able to confirm whether or not he would be
able to accompany her. Doc Blair had been more than fair and told him to wait
and see how the day developed. If there were no crises or emergency calls, he
could leave at eleven thirty and Livi would ask Ben Veiga’s driver to make the
small diversion to the clinic to pick him up. He had promised to stay in touch.
He called at eleven and to Livi’s delight, said he could go.
She put the phone down feeling extraordinarily pleased, and realized how this
man’s presence was so significant to her. Matt’s sheer personality and the
connection they had
can’t place . . .”
“He’s the mastermind behind Team Spirit — the biggest racing
syndication business in the world. He’ll steer you right.” He pulled his cell
phone out from his pocket. “I’ll give him a call.”
As it transpired, Sam had had to call two other numbers
before he eventually tracked down his quarry, but finally they connected and
spent several minutes in animated conversation.
In due course, he turned back to Livi. “You’re in luck; he’s
on the west coast for Barretts Sales and the opening of Del Mar. Can you meet
him at Moonshadows on PCH in Malibu for lunch on Wednesday?”
She was totally lost for words. “I guess . . .”
“Great,” he returned to the phone. “Yes, she can do that --
one o’clock in the Blue Lounge . . .” he raised his eyebrows at Livi, but resumed
the conversation before she could respond. “She’ll be there. I appreciate this
Ben, she and her late husband are -- were good friends of mine.”
He disconnected and beamed at Livi. “As good as solved.
Don’t concern yourself with travel details, I’ll send my car. I’ll have my
driver pick you up at, say eleven thirty?”
Livi felt as if she was being run over by a road roller, but
an especially benign and kindly road roller. “Yes,” she said weakly. “That’ll
be fine.”
“Good! Ben said take any and all paperwork you have relative
to the partnership. Everything! Now, let’s do what I came here for and see my
mare and her foal, then I’ll take you to Mother Hubbard's in Buellton for lunch.
I love the place.”
♠
♠ ♠
Matt arrived at the farm a little before seven, his hair
still damp from the shower. Chrissy was nowhere to be seen, so he took
advantage of her absence to kiss Livi tenderly. She clung to him for a long
time before eventually steering him to sit down opposite her at the table,
where she poured out the latest chapter of events.
Consternation flooded his eyes. “My god, things don’t get
any easier for you do they? Actually, I know Ben Veiga too, Team Spirit always
have horses in Florida and I met him several times at Calder and Hialeah. He
seems to be a nice guy.”
Livi was intrigued. “Wow, it’s a small world. But let’s look
on the bright side. Sam Nichols is convinced Ben Veiga will be able to advise
me how to get Edward off my back.” A thought suddenly occurred to her. “I don’t
suppose there’s any way you could come with me is there?”
Matt spread his hands. “I honestly don’t know. I doubt it,
but I’ll certainly ask Doc Blair first thing tomorrow if he can spare me. Don’t
get your hopes up though, the midweek’s usually busy.”
She reached across and patted his arm. “No, I won’t, I
promise, but if you can make it, it would be great, especially since you
already know him.”
♠
♠ ♠
Wednesday dawned. Needing a distraction for a few minutes, Livi
went out to the barn with the two dogs and walked round with Isidoro as he
checked on the horses, then she returned to the house to prepare for her trip
to Malibu. She had spent much of Tuesday meticulously collecting every document
and scrap of paper she considered relevant and assembling them in chronological
order in a folder. She was all too aware that their entire financial future
depended upon the meeting she would shortly attend.
Matt hadn’t been able to confirm whether or not he would be
able to accompany her. Doc Blair had been more than fair and told him to wait
and see how the day developed. If there were no crises or emergency calls, he
could leave at eleven thirty and Livi would ask Ben Veiga’s driver to make the
small diversion to the clinic to pick him up. He had promised to stay in touch.
He called at eleven and to Livi’s delight, said he could go.
She put the phone down feeling extraordinarily pleased, and realized how this
man’s presence was so significant to her. Matt’s sheer personality and the
connection they had
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