'We're near your hotel. A quarter of a mile. To hell with kilometres. Hold tight! Here we go.' Paula looked back. A black Renault with tinted windows was on their tail. No sign of the other Citroen. Cardon rammed his foot down. They shot forward like a racing car at Le Mans. Paula braced herself,...
And I think it would be better if we let a few days elapse before Buchanan confronts you. I may decide to be present myself.' Rosewater settled himself more comfortably in his chair. He watched Tweed for a whole minute before he put the question. 'Paula said you were with an insurance outfit. Sec...