Chapter 3Chris had moved in with me just a few months ago. Our relationship had been spectacular but rocky at the start. The s*x was always incredible. Most of the rockiness was because of Chris’s insecurities. I was ten years older and had money to burn. She felt out of my league. She never thought I could really love her. I think she expected me to dump her when we got back from St. Lucia. Of course, that hadn’t happened. She was such a naive thing and relied on me to make decisions for her. I wanted her to rely on herself. She was a bright, exciting woman and had the whole world at her feet.
My friend Elizabeth White, whom I met in St. Lucia when I first started vacationing there years ago, had told a classical music agent about Chris and introduced her to musicians and composers who w
