He and Ruby could—and did—play hard here. They had a suite overlooking Circular Quay but they didn’t spend much time there. Out and about was Ruby’s preferred state of being while in Sydney and, for all that Damon often accompanied her, she had no problem heading one way and waving Damon in the other direction if their interests diverged. She had a confidence he envied. She knew how to be herself, and it was a contrary and fascinating self indeed. Never sloppy in appearance. Analytical when it came to the behaviours of others. He could see her as a lawyer. She had the shrewdness. And the capacity to argue either way. ‘I mentioned you to my handler,’ he said over breakfast on their third morning in Sydney. They were down at the Quay, sitting in a sidewalk café, with the sun shining brightly and another day of exploration in front of them, give or take a job interview for Ruby and a work appointment for him. ‘You what?’ said Ruby. ‘I figured it was time I told him I wanted to see a bit more of you.’ ‘Much as I am bowled over by such a hugely romantic gesture, couldn’t you have told me first?’ ‘I need to get back to work soon and I need to know how careful I’m going to have to be.
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