Masters And Lovers 1-4

Part Two: Her Lovers' Touch

Richard

I sit in the conference room, wading through brochures, catalogues and websites, trying to find something….

…. suitable….

…. and just the tiniest bit original….

And something she doesn’t already have….

*sigh*

There’s movement in my office beyond.

Elizabeth?

She’s early….

Quickly, I whisk a plan of the City Project site over my work area, but when I look up, it’s not Elizabeth but Michael standing in the doorway.

“Hi, Richard… Hope you don’t mind. Francis let me in. Thought I’d spend half an hour on some more of that lot while I was twiddling my thumbs.” He gestures towards the stack of tattered and dusty boxes housing forty years of junk paperwork from Elizabeth’s recently deceased Uncle Albert.

“Not at all. It’s very good of you to keep at this on Elizabeth’s behalf.”

“It’s no problem at all. I’m waiting for James and Charlotte so it’s not as if I have anything better to do ‘til they turn up. And as I mentioned, I’m actually finding it quite interesting….”

Each to their own….

He picks up a box, already half-empty, so I assume he’s been working on it before, and flicks out a sheet, examines it briefly then tosses it in another box being used for waste.

I return to my own thankless task, flicking through web pages looking at more and more useless crap.

Useless expensive crap….

Not that I can't afford it, but Elizabeth already has everything.

else can

I see is simply bling, usually with a designer

try a change of

perhaps…. A movie? The

She hates Opera

Ballet perhaps?

head pops

birthday in

“Yes, I can see that would give you a problem. Settled

has a wardrobe full of clothes and more in boxes in the attics plus all the bags and shoes and jewellery that

cars then?

drives. It's always Ross or me. Her cars sit in the garage. About the only time they move is when Ross

maybe? That always a hit

bookish. The odd light novel, but she's

talk down my

inclined as Charlotte

see you do have

you have any ideas, let

his forehead in

in front of him without pleasure. “You’re working

what looks like receipts, faded into illegibility, into the waste box…. “But I keep finding the odd

“Really? Such as?”

nothing major, just clues to a life

mentioned you’d found he was a

are over

a manila file, crisp with age, flicking disinterestedly

glances at the file in my hand then rummages through the stack it came from. “There were a few, but the main one was some company called um…. VLD Entertainment….” He passes

suck at my teeth. “Yes, VLD was a holding company for a string of casinos and gambling dens in the area. They went out of business years ago…. Or perhaps they

“Casinos eh…. If he had a gambling problem, that would explain a

“It would indeed.”

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