“Anna! You’re sweet and loving but you know nothing of this vile business. I need this fight OK. One day I’ll tell you all about the fight game - after it’s over. If I start to mix philosophy with brutality I will end up on the floor,” he replied with a cold finality.
Her heart lurched and she felt a stab of tears. She had spoiled things - something that was always going to be spoiled. She thought of the days ahead, towards the arrival of the mob lawyer Scapaticci in Nice. There was no possible need for Freddie to meet Brennan’s manager! Their love should never have been, could never be - except that she loved him so deeply that she was nothing other than his.
“Freddie - I’m sorry,” she sobbed, “I’m just so frightened of you being hurt.”
“Oh baby,” he said softening his voice and stroki
