Richard joins me in the kitchen, peering over my work surface and hob, where onions and mince sizzle with the spices. “What are we having?”

“Chilli con Carne.”

“Sounds good. Want some help?”

“No, I’m fine. I enjoy cooking.”

“I’ll rephrase that. Do you mind if I join you? It’s getting a little heated in there.”

“Join me by all means.” I nod across to the bottle. “Help yourself to a drink. Problem?”

Richard examines the label, Hmmms, then pours himself a glass of wine. “Um, not a problem exactly. But I think when Michael accepted my investment in his spa hotel, he thought I’d be a sleeping partner.”

“And…?”

“If you recall, I had the investment made in Elizabeth’s name, and she definitely wants to have an input.”

I pause from chopping chillies as the humour creeps over me.

Of course, he’s used to running everything himself….

Michael’s business,

Beth wants to be

at the side of my nose, then immediately regret

Ahhh… Shit!

Chillies….

oil on a paper towel. Eyes watering, I dab at my face, trying to rub away the chilli oil

“Sure you don’t want

I’m all

pan with the meat and onions, I glug in tomato puree and the rest of the

grin. “Let’s see how Michael’s bearing

*****

glazing. Doubt in his voice, sitting over a table-top of rosters and timetables,

not doing it now?” The normally placid Beth sounds

a sub, is

support. “What do you

eyes sparkle. “The boxing I used to do gives you a really good workout. And at

Michael rakes through his hair. “It doesn’t sound like the kind of thing your friends would want to do,

to at least have a shot at

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