Chapter Thirteen
It had taken most of the night, but at last the latest changes had been organised, costs adjusted and his foreman was in total control. He’d worked out the costing with Anastasia and hoped to hell there would be no more changes. Somehow, he didn’t put much faith in that hope.
He lay in bed, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes. Sitting for endless hours in a chair in front of a computer exhausted his body. His mind was tired, but his body needed to move. A glance at his watch told him it was mid-morning. Another glance through the window revealed the grey, yet clear sky. He hoped it had finally rained itself out. He needed to get out of the house and stretch his legs. He didn’t cope well with being cooped up for so long.
James poked his head outside his bedroom after he’
