Paranormal Dating Agency: Think of England (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Roar Britannia Book 1) by Rebecca Fairfax

Author:Rebecca Fairfax [Fairfax, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2018-04-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Ellie!”

Of course, the downside to having asked Justin for his help was that she was forced into contact with him. Ellie wondered again if it had been the best thing to do, especially with Justin still begging for another chance, and trying various ways to get her back, but who else could she have asked to dig into Michael Langton? Justin was a researcher, albeit into social policy, and right there on the spot in central London, whereas she’d been tucked away in Hadshire, ‘matching’ for almost a week. She was quite pleased about the twins’ no-phone policy, part of the matching—she’d been able to avoid speaking to Justin. Today, however, she had her mobile switched on, and he’d caught her.

“Anything?” she queried, dashing across the busy Knightsbridge road, almost dropping her phone as she dodged a Routemaster bus.

“Nothing. As in, Langton goes to work, stays at work, goes out to meetings—all in well-known public places—with investors or bankers or planners or councillors, sometimes accompanied by his assistant, who has a lot of her own meetings at all hours of the day and night and—”

“Yeah, I get it.” He’d whine on and on if she let him.

“And I can hardly see his email or listen in on his phone calls, can I? Ellie, listen. I have my own theories about this. The NGO’s been getting hate mail and—”

“We always do.” Ellie ducked into the boutique hotel where the interview she’d almost forgotten about was scheduled to take place.

“This is from the shifter isolationists. They’re getting more and more disgruntled about the ‘forced integration’ of it all. Want to be acknowledged and left alone, like the Calters.”

“What?” She couldn’t catch it in the din.

“And there’s the species-separatists faction. Getting more vocal.”

“Oh.” Phone jammed between her ear and shoulder, Ellie scanned the small 1920s-style lobby. “The whole ‘we’re not one people’ issue? Different treatment for different species? It is a valid point.”

“There’s a lot of ferment brewing about preferential types, and some classes getting erased in the legislation.” Justin’s voice rose with the fervour. “Can you meet some reps?”

“I…could.” Ellie mouthed who she was and why she was there to the receptionist and took the sheet of paper the woman passed her. “Although I’m not up on the finer details of each claim.”

The uniformed pageboy took her to the lift, meaning Ellie needed to end the call, making her agree to meet Justin later to go over the topic, prior to meeting any leaders. She frowned on reaching the hotel suite, once the tiny box of a lift took her there. “Wardrobe and makeup? I’m not a movie star!” she protested. “And that’s a point: why here and not the office, anyway?”

But the newspaper insisted, and she must have agreed at some point, and so she was dressed in a tight pencil skirt and matching blazer over a clinging black bodysuit she thought must be underwear or swimwear, her hair sleeked into a severe chignon bun, secured with two decorative sticks.

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