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Chapter Six-2
“There is no hurry,” Lucien Mansfield said. “Except as far as they are concerned.” “They certainly convinced me of that,” laughed the Ambassador. Listening, Sheena felt her heart begin beating. This then was the contract that the voice on the telephone had spoken about. This was what she had to discover. And almost immediately she decided that she would have nothing to do with it. Not until she had seen Uncle Patrick would she go near that bookshop. Not unless it was, for him, a matter of life and death would she demean herself to go down and speak again to that voice which had threatened and bullied her. “If you don’t want Lucien this afternoon,” Madame Pelayo was saying to her husband, “can I take him to the Reception at the Argentine Embassy? You know how much I dislike going alone
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