Good at Games by Jill Mansell

Author:Jill Mansell
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc
Published: 2015-11-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 28

At four o’clock, Fee was alone in the office enjoying herself tremendously. The typing was going like a dream. She had a list of phone messages to pass on to Rory, Suzy, and Martin when they returned from their various appointments. Prospective clients had been dropping in all afternoon and she’d offered them coffee, chatting with them about the kind of property they were after and sending them away with the appropriate particulars…

“Hi.” Fee smiled brightly as the door swung open again. “Can I help you?”

“You certainly can,” declared a startlingly pretty girl with a cloud of dark curly hair. “You could come hold this door open, for a start.”

Taken aback by this request, Fee nevertheless did as she was asked. Maybe the girl was struggling with a double stroller or a relative in a wheelchair.

But when she reached the door, Fee saw a cab tick-ticking outside, and the girl energetically hauling a succession of black trash bags off the backseat and out onto the pavement.

What on earth was going on?

“Ummm…is this a delivery of some kind?”

This was the trouble with being new to a job, Fee realized. It could be a regular Wednesday afternoon arrangement.

“A delivery? Oh, definitely,” said the girl, now throwing the full bags through the open door and into the office. “Special delivery for Martin Lord.”

“Er…can I ask what it is?”

“All his worldly goods, basically. You’re new, aren’t you?” said the girl. “I’m Nancy, Martin’s wife. Soon to be his ex-wife.”

“Oh, good grief.” Fee gazed at the small mountain of trash bags in horror. One of them had split open and a tangle of trousers and shirts, like ruptured intestines, was spilling out.

“Don’t look so worried. He deserves it.” Nancy shrugged and pulled a crumpled envelope from the back pocket of her pink jeans. “He’ll probably be thrilled. Could you make sure he gets this?”

Fee’s eyes widened. “Shouldn’t you give it to him?”

“Look,” Nancy said pleasantly, “Martin’s not interested in being married. He doesn’t care about me, and he hardly ever sees our children. He’s probably got himself another woman, but to tell you the truth, it doesn’t even bother me anymore. So you just make sure my husband sees this letter, OK? And tell him not to bother coming around to the house because I’ve already had the locks changed.” As she hopped back into the taxi, she added, “Oh, and I hope he has a nice time tonight, working late.”

* * *

“What the…? Is this some kind of joke?” Martin demanded when he read the letter two hours later.

“I don’t think so. She didn’t sound as if she was joking.” Fee opened the door leading through to the back room and indicated the pile of shiny black trash bags stacked up against the far wall. “I put your stuff in here.”

“I don’t believe it! What does she think she’s playing at?” Martin stared at the bags, then back at the letter, then angrily at Fee. “What the hell d’you think you were playing

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