Have Glass Slippers, Will Travel by Lisa Cach

Author:Lisa Cach
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2005-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

“W ell done, Katy,” Melanie said, going through the images stored on the phone. “There’s Helena Dawby picking her nose—she’s the granddaughter of a royal duke, and her mother was an Italian countess. And look at the heir of the Marquis of Salingford, sprawled like a drunkard! Brilliant! And Madonna? A bit passé, but still grabbing attention.”

Katy felt slightly ill about what she’d just handed over. They were sitting in a busy coffee shop a couple blocks from Selfridges. The green dress was in a bag on the floor between them, like a briefcase to be passed between two spies.

Melanie pressed buttons on the camera phone and sent the pictures to an email address.

“What are you going to do with the pictures?” Katy asked, not sure she wanted to know. The anger and loathing she had felt for the people at the club last night had faded, other emotions having since overwhelmed her.

“I’m not going to blackmail anyone. Don’t worry.” The upload completed, Melanie slid the phone back across the table to Katy, along with a charger. “I forgot to give you that before. I wouldn’t want your batteries to go dead.”

Katy nudged the phone back toward her. “I don’t think I’ll need it. I don’t think I’m going to get invited to any more clubs.”

“Why not?” Melanie asked.

“They thought I was boring.”

“Darling, ‘boring’ isn’t going to matter anymore.”

“What? Why?”

Melanie sipped her coffee, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Tomorrow, pick up a copy of the Weekly Moon. ”

“Is that a tabloid?” Katy asked in apprehension.

“A very well-paying one,” Melanie said.

“What did you do?” Katy whispered in horror.

Melanie made a face. “Oh, pish, don’t make such a fuss. I’ve served you well, is what I’ve done. There won’t be any questions about party invitations after that paper comes out.”

“What did you tell them about me?” Katy cried.

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” Melanie said primly. Then she shrugged. “I don’t know what they’ll decide to print. I didn’t write the article myself, after all.”

Katy dropped her face into her hands and groaned.

“Stop that. And take the phone. You never know what interesting things you may come across.”

“I don’t want to do this again,” Katy said. “No more pictures.”

“Never say never, darling. Feel free to use the phone to make calls—consider that my little gift to you.”

“A gift with a thousand strings attached.”

“Nothing in this world is free.”

Katy looked at her watch, leaving the phone on the table. “I’ve got to go.”

“Where?”

“No place of interest to you.”

“Getting touchy, are we?”

Katy sighed, and decided to be civil. It was her own fault she was in this situation, after all. “A friend is going to drive me out into the countryside, to see a castle.”

“A rich, titled friend?” Melanie teased.

“I wish. Well, I’m off.”

“Take the phone,” Melanie coaxed.

Katy reluctantly slipped it into her purse. It wouldn’t hurt to have her own phone number while she was here, after all.

She left the café and headed for the Dorchester, glad to be wearing comfortable clothes again.

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