The Rwandan Hostage by Christopher Lowery

Author:Christopher Lowery [Lowery, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781910692967
Publisher: Urbane Publications Limited
Published: 2016-04-24T23:00:00+00:00

FORTY-FOUR

Marbella, Spain

Sam turned out to be just as pleasant as Jenny had described. Maybe a little too pleasant, Emma thought to herself. He came across as very entertaining and rather seductive but she sensed he was trying hard to impress them. He was a few years older than she and Jenny, tall and chisel-featured, excellent English with a soft, seductive French accent and an apparently totally relaxed self-deprecating attitude. He was obviously brought up by a very good English nanny, she mused.

He was charming with all three women, but she noticed his attention never wavered far from her sister. He also made a great fuss of Emilio and their attempted conversations in three different languages made them laugh. Encarni served a delicious lunch and Jenny was delighted to see Emma enjoying herself and apparently putting her worries on hold, at least for a little while.

Sam wanted to learn all about Emma, her childhood and travels to Africa, her writing career and her son. With Jenny’s help, she managed to fend off his questions without raising any suspicions. Leticia unwittingly helped, by continually interposing comments about her parent’s flight from Angola and their new life in Spain.

As they reached the end of the meal, Jenny announced, “Fuente has arrived. I told you he would turn up. He can smell grilled fish at a hundred paces. Here you are, Fuente.” A beautiful, black, long haired cat padded across to rub itself against her legs then bent over the dish she placed in front of him, gobbling up the remains of the fish.

“He’s magnificent.” Emma stooped over to stroke him.

“He’s a woman’s cat,” said Sam. “He doesn’t let me touch him. If I get near him he hisses and backs away.”

“Don’t complain, Sam,” Jenny laughed, “he’s done much worse than that in the past.”

“Fortunately for us,” added Leticia.

Neither woman expanded on the story and the cat padded quietly off into the garden. At Jenny’s insistence, Sam told a few amusing anecdotes from his days in the Moroccan Olympic rifle team and they finished lunch in a pleasant ambience, relaxed in each other’s company.

“I’d better check my messages. I’m on holiday, so there’s probably nothing.” Emma gave Jenny a knowing look and went up to her room. There was nothing on her phone but she checked her laptop in case there was any further news.

“Jenny, come quickly!” Emma’s voice echoed from her bedroom window down to the terrace.

Sam jumped to his feet, “I’ll go. Something’s happened. Where is she?”

“No, please don’t worry. She gets these panic attacks,” Jenny invented quickly. I’ll go up. She’ll be fine.”

She ran upstairs, her heart thumping. Emma was sitting at the desk staring at her laptop screen, hand at her mouth, tears running down her cheeks.

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