Chapter Three
Sally drifted awake and the events of the previous night filtered through her mind. She knew she was in Drake’s apartments in Brighton, and that they’d arrived at about three in the morning. She’d been ushered into a room she couldn’t clearly remember getting to and told that they would speak in the morning. Exhausted, she’d fallen onto the bed without really taking in her surroundings.
She sat up in the large, comfortable bed, looking about the room she could now see in the filtered light that stole through the seams of the curtains. It was a nice room. Cream walls, a generous chest-of-drawers, a walk-in robe, plush carpet. Luxury. The sheets were fresh and she was beneath a comfortable fluffy doona. And she was alone. Usually there was a warm, wriggling little body that c
