It's Now Or Never. Jill Steeples

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       Prologue

      I suppose I was curious about that damned letter. Who wouldn’t be? It was addressed to me, after all, and it was meant to hold all the secrets to my dazzling future. In that situation I’d defy anyone not to want to know what was held within that envelope. Part of me saw it as an elaborate joke and I wondered if that was what the funny gorgeous stranger had intended, but there was also a small part of me that couldn’t help thinking that he might know something I didn’t. Wouldn’t that be cool? To think my whole life was known to someone else but not to me?

      The thing was, I’d managed to catch a few tantalising snippets which had only stirred my interest more, but as I’d craned my head to read further, the ‘all-knowing one’ had pulled an arm around the sheet of paper as he wrote, blocking my view to what he was furiously scribbling down.

       You think that’s mad?

       pretty momentous

       mind-blowing to say the least.

       secrets … hidden

       Forever.

       … not only me involved

       stalkerish

       at my side

       tomorrow …

      Stalkerish? What the hell! And tomorrow? Well today was tomorrow, if you get my drift, and that letter had my name written all over it – so where was the problem?

      In the late morning chill of an April morning, the wine bar looked far less salubrious than it had the previous evening. There was an air of neglect and disappointment about the place as though it was carefully nurturing its own hangover, a bit like me, but I wasn’t worried about that. There was only one thing on my mind and that was getting my hands on that letter.

      Through the tinted windows, my hands held up to the glass, I saw a young woman in black trousers, black top and white apron behind the bar, wiping down tops and polishing glasses. I took the opportunity, pushing through the door with my shoulder.

      ‘Sorry, we’re not actually open yet.’ The woman turned, glancing at her watch. ‘If you could come back in half an hour we should be ready for you.’

      She probably thought I had a drink problem, it was only ten-thirty in the morning.

      ‘Oh no, I don’t want a drink. It’s just that I was in here last night and I left something behind.’

      ‘Ah okay. What was it? I’ll take a look for you.’

      ‘It was an envelope with my name on it. Jen Faraday. The guy I was with left it behind the bar for me.’

      Her eyebrows flickered at me doubtfully СКАЧАТЬ