”“Poor kid, suffers from nerves as badly as Jake,” thought Malise, looking at her green face. Desperate for something to say, she boasted she’d met half the Tory shadow cabinet at dinner on Saturday. “I’ll be back in time for you to go to the hairdressers. His client was very sorry.
”Malise and Rupert exchanged glances. ”“Shouldn’t think so,” said Fen gloomily. Go and have a shower, darling, the water’s baking. She couldn’t see Jake getting on with her if he was in this mood.
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