FORTY-ONE
They gathered at the Mayfair safe house, Jimbo greeted them, and Jack could see the grief behind the welcome; Jimbo and Wilf had been long-standing colleagues. Jack stepped aside with Jimbo and Mandy left them to it.
After a brief while, Jack joined his family in the sitting room, the tall Georgian windows no longer black teeth, but open eyes to the sunlight that sparkled off the deep, gloss painted, panelled reveals, accentuating the depth and beauty of the classic proportions. Jack sat on a comfy, wide armed armchair, and Meesh and Martin joined him. Meesh had not really had time to recover from her perceived neglect by him over the past few weeks, Jack taking comfort she was displaying normal childish reactions. He looked the waiflike girl deep into her emerald eyes, and cou
