Chapter Fifty Nine

Chapter 59.

THIS would have been the perfect moment to hail a passing black taxi and

say, ‘Follow that car!’

Dan couldn’t just drop a bombshell like that and then drive away. She

wanted an explanation. She wanted to know what the devil he thought he

was doing and she wanted to know now!

By some miracle—and she was certainly due one—a cruising taxi

appeared just when she needed one and she hailed it. The drama of the

moment was somewhat spoiled, however, by the fact that women didn’t

walk around with wallets in their hip pockets.

Dan’s car was long out of sight by the time she’d fetched her bag and

she had to content herself with, ‘The London Eye, please. As quickly as you

can. It’s an emergency.’

Even as she said it, she realised how stupid that must sound. What kind

of emergency called for a ride on the London Eye? Not that she had any

intention of going on it. But the driver—who’d probably heard everything

in his time—just said, ‘Yes, ma’am’, and set off enthusiastically enough in

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