Alex used the hands-free car kit to talk on his mobile phone as he weaved in and out of the rolling traffic jam that was Johannesburg. He already had the beginnings of a shopping list in mind for the operation.
‘Kim, hello?’ said the cultured female voice, the accent that of a South African of British descent.
Just the sound of her voice did things to his body, but at that same instant he pictured Jane’s face. The Englishwoman was still lurking in his mind, but he and Kim Hoddy had history. They’d been lovers before he’d left Africa to join the Royal Marines for a second time. She had wanted him to stay and marry her, but he’d thirsted for adventure, even more than he craved every long inch of Kim’s supple body. She was rich – very rich – and her parents had not been sad to see the back
