Instead he straightened himself to say,
“Don’t be a little fool, Samantha. We’ll talk about this on our way there.”
“I am not going.”
I saw the anger in his eyes but before he could speak a voice said,
“So this is where you’ve been hiding yourself, Samantha. I’ve had great difficulty in finding you.”
I turned and standing beside me was Lord Rowden.
David and I had been so busy arguing with each other that we hadn’t noticed his large grey Rolls Royce drive up and park behind the Bentley.
Lord Rowden was dressed in the same way as David and it was obvious that he was going to the country.
“I was just going to leave this for you, Samantha. It’s an invitation for you to come to lunch on Sunday at my house on the river. I thought it might amuse you and I am very anxious to see you again
