She hugged him and watched him stride away. At sixty he was still handsome and strong. He had not judged her or made a big fuss. He only ever asked one question in any situation:
“OK - where do we go from here?” so far he had solved every problem in one hell of a life.
As she picked up her mobile to call Judy she heard the beat of the chopper fading as it swung away down the coast. Waiting for the phone to connect she thought on what her father had said. Once she had told Freddie he would understand. She could live this life of glamour, haute cuisine, helicopters and fast boats. She did not have to be breathing in the stench of crime living over a row of shops rattled by 24 hour traffic in Kilburn.
“Anna! Thank goodness you called in - Beaumont has been driving me nuts. Tondelli has re
