‘You see?’ Peter dragged Sarah over to the bar. ‘If you can fool Cindy, you can fool anyone. She and Mary have been friends since boarding-school.’
Sarah grimaced. ‘Are you sure ‘‘friends” is the correct description to use?’
‘They’re kind of just like that in this crowd,’ he dismissed. ‘They're not like normal people. They stab each other in the back every opportunity they can get. It's like a sport for them, honestly. For instance, they’re probably all very much looking forward to the upcoming, scandalous scene between Dom Thorne and the supposed Mary Lindley.’
‘Oh! How nice!’ she said with unconcealed sarcasm.
‘Come on, let’s have a drink,’ Peter encouraged them. ‘We might as well try to enjoy ourselves now that we’re here.’
An hour later, when Dom Thorne and Mary Lindley still h
