Elizabeth’s phone rang.
“Please for the love of God ignore that.”
“What if it’s the police?” She reached for the phone, sliding off his knee onto the bed beside him.
“You’re kidding, right? Please tell me you’re kidding.”
“It’s my agent, I have to take it.”
“Can you not call them back?”
She had already picked up.
“Mike.”
“Elizabeth! How’s the book coming along? Any updates on timescale?”
“Actually, I have a pretty big update. You’ve got to trust me on this, I can’t tell you yet. You should know the case has been solved now, and I was involved in that. I can’t tell you any more than that. I will have it finished soon, but right now I am not at home – this has seriously taken its toll on me, and I promise you will understand when you get the final manuscript.”
“Are you serious?”
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