Two Faced Woman. Lucy Gordon

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       “Thank you.”

      “Don’t mention it!”

      “I won’t.”

      “Now all that remains is for you to tell me where I can get hold of your photographer.”

      “What do you want him for?”

      “Because I’m not going to stand for that kind of picture of me on the open market. I’m going to get his pictures and then I’m going to put the fear of God into him. Now, who is he and where do I find him?”

      “I never betray a source.”

      “You’ll betray this one.”

      “Like hell I will.” Debbie set her chin, her eyes glinting with defiance.

      After a moment Jake shrugged. He could recognize mulelike stubbornness when he saw it, and there was no point in fighting about this when his contacts would probably enable him to track the man down. He’d gotten a reasonable look at him. “Give me your address,” he said. “I’ll be in touch when I’m ready.” He took the paper she handed him and said, “Cancel anything else you have on hand and hold yourself in readiness.”

      Debbie gritted her teeth. “I can see why you’re so popular.”

      “I never wasted time on popularity, Miss Harker. It never put anyone behind bars. Now, let’s get out of here. I’m busy if you’re not.”

      He walked out of the hotel bedroom, forcing her to follow. “You’re a real charmer, aren’t you?” she said scathingly.

      For answer, he turned so that she was forced to back against the wall. “You’ve only just got a glimpse of how charming I can be. There’ll be others—”

      “Hey...” she said suddenly, for she’d seen something over his shoulder.

      “Just a moment, I haven’t finished.”

      “But there’s—”

      “Be quiet and listen. I don’t want to work with you because, frankly, your working methods aren’t impressive, but circumstances are going to force it on me. But let’s set the ground rules. I give the orders and you take them. Is that clear?”

      “Perfectly, mon capitane!” She saluted ironically.

      “Are you trying to be funny?” he asked coldly.

      “Would you know the difference?”

      “Don’t push me, Miss Harker.”

      “Then don’t lecture me about your brilliant methods. While your attention was occupied trying to scare me a man came up in the lift, took one look at us and went down again. I strongly suspect he was Elroy Speke.”

      Jake swore and made a dash for the lift, but it wouldn’t respond to his furious pressure on the button. “He must have jammed it open downstairs,” Debbie observed. “It’s too late now. Which means we’ve both managed to lose him today, and I’d say that left us about even. Wouldn’t you, Inspector?”

      * * *

      The next day Debbie contacted Chief Superintendent Manners, her old mentor, and arranged to meet him for a drink after work. He choked with laughter at the story. “All right, it wasn’t that funny,” she said crossly, watching his massive shoulders shake.

      “It’s hilarious,” he said, wiping his eyes. “You and Jake Garfield, crossing each other’s wires. I’ll bet he was fit to die.”

      “Fit to kill, more like. Me.”

      “If you mucked up one of his cases I’m not surprised.”

      “He mucked up one of mine,” Debbie said, seething.

      “I’ll bet that’s not how he saw it.”

      “Oh, sure. He tried to make out it was all my fault. He’s the rudest man I ever met.”

      “He doesn’t like losing out.”

      “I asked you here because I wondered what you knew of him.”

      “I’ve worked with him a few times. I can’t say I’ve taken to him. Few people do. He doesn’t put himself out to be amiable. He does things his way and you like it or lump it.”

      “You used to bawl me out for doing much the same thing.”

      “True. But he does undercover work so he can get away with it more easily.”

      “Plus he’s a man so he can get away with it more easily.”

      “Will you come off your soapbox?” Manners begged. “I’ve had a tough day.”

      “But it’s true. You wouldn’t have put him behind a desk.”

      “I wouldn’t dare try. He’s a very hard man. No vices, no weaknesses.”

      “Phooey!”

      “Well, it’s what they say. He became a bit of a legend. His nickname is Stoneface.”

      “That I can believe.”

      “Stone face, stone heart. That’s the word on him. It’s impossible to blackmail him, bribe him, flatter him or seduce him...” Manners looked at her curiously. “Unless you know differently?”

      Debbie gave a reminiscent smile. “Well, I certainly ruffled his cool. Just how deep it went, I have yet to find out.”

      “I hope you haven’t turned him into your enemy.”

      Debbie gave a choke of laughter. “I’ve turned him into a reluctant colleague. He wants me to help him snare Lucky Driver.” She related the conversation and Manners whistled.

      “I can see what he means, though,” he said thoughtfully. “You could get under Lucky’s skin if any woman could. Mind you, it’s putting your head into the lion’s den. It’s not very gallant of him to shove you in there. Still, Stoneface never did think of anything but the job in hand.”

      “At least it shows he regards me as a serious colleague,” Debbie observed.

      “Yes...” Manners said slowly.

      “Why do you say it like that?”

      “Well, he doesn’t like working with women. He says they’re unreliable. I’ve heard him be downright insulting on the subject. You must have really impressed him.”

      “Oh, I impressed him all right,” Debbie said. “As cannon fodder.” She spoke crossly, for Jake’s attitude was irritating. She was used to fending men off. What she wasn’t used to was men who looked her beauty up and down and assessed its suitability for a job. His attitude was doubly insulting after what had passed between them in the СКАЧАТЬ