“I’m not disturbing you, am I?” asked Ross one morning over the phone.
“No, cheeky, it’s gone eight and there’s a young toddler living in the house. We’ve all been up for hours.”
“Right… I just had a call from my solicitor in Sydney, and he may have uncovered something of interest to you. When would it be convenient to talk to you about it?”
“Anytime you like. Where do you want me to meet you?”
“Oh, I’ll come round to your house, your office is better than my dining table. When?”
“When? Like I said, anytime…”
“Now?”
“Sure…”.
“OK, see you in five minutes”.
No sooner had Craig warned Lek and Soom that Ross would be there very soon, than the dog was barking at him as he opened the lane gate.
“He’s here, darling!” he said as if she hadn’t been able to guess what the dog’s warning was
