5
5Day woke slowly and luxuriously from his siesta, Helen beside him still asleep. He listened to her gentle breathing and the equally peaceful sound of the doves on the roof somewhere above the room, their drowsy, flirtatious murmuring drifting in through the open bedroom window.
His wakefulness conveyed itself to Helen who managed to smile, the first stage of waking. He rolled over towards her, moved her hair from her neck with one finger and kissed her there lightly.
“More please …” she said without opening her eyes.
Day was about to obey when, with the unfailing timing of inanimate objects, the ring tone sounded loudly from his mobile. He considered ignoring it but picked it up from the bedside table to silence it more quickly. He saw the name on the screen just as the ringing ende
