CHAPTER 23
Mark and Kirsten were busy writing his next article for the magazine, editing and re-editing as Julian sent back his corrections. The Weekly had seen its circulation rise by leaps and bounds since that first article and interest had increased as others, including business news agencies, picked it up.
He had his head down when his cell phone rang. "Telephone," he yelled without looking up.
Kirsten came in from the bathroom, a shower towel in her hand. She seized the phone. "Yes?"
She listened, then handed the mobile to Mark, punching the button to turn on the loudspeaker as she did.
"Mr Mark Shearer?" an Italian sounding voice with an American accent said.
"Speaking. And who is this?"
"Guido Landi, Mr Shearer. You remember me? The reception at the Palais Schaumburg?"
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