Two Victims by Helen H. Durrant

Author:Helen H. Durrant [Durrant, Helen H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Joffe Books mysteries and thrillers
Published: 2019-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-one

Rachel was wearing a midnight blue knee-length dress and black patent high heels. She rarely went anywhere that demanded evening wear and had very little to choose from. Her wardrobe mostly consisted of stuff for work — jeans, shirts, a variety of jackets and comfortable footwear, boots or trainers in the main. The dress she’d dug out for tonight had been bought for a dinner with Alan many moons ago. Fortunately, she was still the same size. She’d only worn the shoes once before and had forgotten how much they pinched her toes.

“My feet will be in ribbons by tomorrow,” she complained as they got out of the taxi.

Elwyn grinned. “I thought looking good was everything.”

She snorted. “When did I give a toss about how I look?”

“True, you are the exception. You do tend to throw on whatever’s to hand.”

“Now you’re taking the mick, Pryce.”

“Smart-looking building.” Ignoring her remark, Elwyn cast his eyes skyward. “Right at the top, you say.” He looked at Rachel and smiled. “Well, that gives us a problem straight away.”

He was talking about having to take the lift. Rachel rarely used them but tonight there was no choice. The restaurant was forty-six floors up.

“I’ll grab hold of you and close my eyes,” she said. “And not a word to anyone, understand?”

Elwyn laughed. “We can’t have the team knowing our hard-faced leader is scared of lifts, can we? It’ll cost you though.”

“I’ll let you into another secret,” she said. “I’m nervous. Tonight’s escapade is well out of my comfort zone.”

He smiled. “Like you said, it’s work. Who knows? We might even bump into Nicu. Make the whole evening worthwhile, that would.”

“We’re certainly going to bump into Jed and that’s what’s bothering me,” she said. “But on the work front, we know Nicu has access to a flat here. From what Megan can remember it was on the twenty-first floor. Mind you, she’ll have been well out of it, given the amount of booze she and her mates can shift.”

The ride in the lift had Rachel burying her head in Elwyn’s shoulder, her eyes closed and her stomach turning over. But the lift moved fast. Only seconds later, he whispered, “We’re here.”

Rachel smoothed down her dress and ran her fingers through her red hair. “Hard-faced, you said. Right now, I’m feeling anything but.”

Elwyn knew how vulnerable Rachel really was, but to the rest of the world she presented a bold front. She was determined not to let it slip. Fighting down her nerves, she gazed around. The bar was packed. There were several faces Rachel recognised, a prominent local MP for one.

“Drinks are over there.” Elwyn pointed. “A glass of something will do you good.”

“Make it a white wine,” she said. “A large one.”

“Rachel! Glad you could make it.”

Rachel spun round and there he was — Jed — done up to the nines. He had a woman on his arm, blonde, much younger than him and stunning. Rachel stared, she couldn’t help it.

“This is Clare,” he said simply.

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