Steel showered and changed. He slipped on the black suit and the black polo shirt he had packed. The refreshing shower had done the trick, but he feared the air-conditioned room gave his body false hope for what awaited outside. Reaching into his jacket pocket, Steel pulled out the cabbie’s business card and phoned the number. There was something about Stan that intrigued Steel. It was one of those feelings he would have but could not quite put his finger on it. So, Steel decided to keep the man close. It was probably nothing, but he had to be sure.
‘Be there in twenty minutes was the promise. Steel went down to the bar and had a quick double Jonnie Walker Blue. Steel looked out through the panoramic windows. The sparkling lights of the town across the water offered a hypnotic sight.
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