FOUR
They had a passionate afternoon in bed, not fizzing, but intense, and rose to the bells summoning the faithful and Jack to church. The bonging reminded them of Exeter, their first dirty weekend away, but this time the bells were not a Cathedral but a local church, being more or less in the centre of the square and virtually outside their bedroom window. It was safe to say they were awake.
‘Darling,’ Mandy turned Jack’s face, ‘Father Mike suggested we go to this church, you don’t mind going to mass, do you?’
He spluttered a laugh then summoned it back as he saw she was serious, not confident he was quick enough though. ‘Mike asked?’ (Father Mike O’Brien was the eccentric priest who was also a long time MI5 colleague of Jack).
She put the face on that said she would spill the beans
