Arriving home from the Laskaris compound on Monday, Magda felt emotionally raw. Dimi’s family were scary as hell and after a hellish breakfast with her parents and then Dimi having an emotional meltdown in the car from Miklos’ new pursual of her, Magda felt she was carrying the weight of her friend’s sadness.
As she exited the car, she noted the personal assistant who had met her outside the gym yesterday standing on her front step. Immediately she bristled with the intrusion of her privacy. How dare they?
“What the f**k are you doing at my house?”
“Mr. Winter asked me to deliver this,” the woman held out a note, her fingers shaking as she extended it towards Magda as if inherently aware the woman was about to blow.
“I don’t give a s**t if he asked you to deliver it or not! How the hel
