The sound of the phone ringing pulled him from his dreams. Disorientated and groggy, he felt a weight against his chest. Looking down, he grinned from ear to ear, as he saw the top of Lana’s head, perfectly rested, her breath tickling his skin. He spotted the phone on her bedside table, and just about managed to grab it before it hit the floor.
‘Hello?’ he greeted, his voice croaky from slumber.
‘Mr Swanson? It’s Perry Compton. I have an update for you.’
He lifted Lana’s head gently off his chest and lowered it to the bed. Her eyelashes fluttered gently but she didn’t wake up.
‘You have my attention’, he assured his lawyer.
‘Lana brought me some very interesting documents, but before I had chance to use them to our advantage, it seems Jessica May had a change of heart.’
Robert couldn
