The Heretic’s Treasure. Scott Mariani
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Название: The Heretic’s Treasure
Автор: Scott Mariani
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Морские приключения
Серия: Ben Hope
isbn: 9780007334575
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‘Not that well,’ she said. ‘I only met him a few times. He and Harry didn’t always see eye to eye. And I think Morgan had a problem with having a step-mother who was two years younger than him.’ She paused. ‘I know what it is Harry wants you to do.’
That surprised him. ‘You do?’
‘He told me. He just can’t bring himself to go there and do it himself
Ben didn’t reply.
‘It must be so hard to visit the place where your son was murdered,’ she went on. And to try to find his belongings.’
That was all Paxton had told her. Ben wondered how she’d react if she knew the rest of it.
‘I was there with him in Cairo, when he had to identify the body. It was awful.’ She shuddered. ‘Poor Harry. I really hope you can help, Ben.’
‘I’m not sure yet whether I can or not.’
She nodded thoughtfully and glanced away from him, looking out at the sea.
‘So when did you two meet?’ Ben asked.
‘Eighteen months ago, in Sydney. I was organising a charity event. He was offering the use of the Scimitar for the occasion.’
‘I thought you were a professional archer.’
She laughed. ‘Have to be Korean for that. Anyway, I don’t work any more. Not since Harry and I got married.’
‘Harry’s a lucky man,’ he said, and immediately wished he’d kept his mouth shut. Zara made no answer, but he thought he saw her cheeks flush a little. She turned her face from him.
Just then he heard voices coming from across the deck, and looked around. Zara glanced over in the same direction. Her husband was approaching, accompanied by Kerry Wallace. As they came closer, Ben could see that Kerry looked much more collected now. The pallor in her cheeks had gone, and there was a lightness in her step that hadn’t been there before. He was glad she was recovering from the ordeal on the beach.
Zara seemed to be studying her. ‘Is that your wife, Ben?’
‘No, not my wife.’
‘Your girlfriend, then?’
‘Nothing like that. I don’t know her.’
She frowned. ‘But I thought-didn’t she arrive with you?’
‘It’s a long story,’ he said. In the background he could hear the burbling of the launch cutting around alongside the yacht’s gleaming hull. He glanced over the side. Thierry was bringing it around to the boarding platform, ready to take them back to port.
Paxton walked up to Ben and shook his hand again. ‘Remember, Benedict, whatever you decide, no hard feelings and I hope to see you this evening.’ He turned to Kerry. ‘It was a pleasure to meet you, Miss Wallace. Do take care. There are bad people out there.’
Kerry blushed. ‘Thanks for looking after me. I’m very grateful to you, and to Marla. She was great. You’re all very kind.’
‘Please think nothing of it, my dear,’ Paxton said with a smile.
‘Shall we go?’ Ben said. The launch had pulled up. He took Kerry’s elbow to guide her over the side.
He looked back to say goodbye to Zara.
But she was gone.
Thierry dropped them off back at the jetty. Ben took out his phone to call for a taxi, but then saw one waiting on the quayside. ‘I think that’s for us,’ he said to Kerry.
‘They’ve thought of everything, haven’t they?’ she replied.
‘They certainly have.’
The cab took them into the heart of San Remo, and dropped them outside Kerry’s hotel. Ben walked her to the entrance of the lobby.
‘I don’t know what to say to you,’ she said. ‘I’m just so grateful you were there, and that you helped me the way you did.’
‘Don’t thank me,’ Ben said. He took out his wallet and gave her one of the business cards he carried with him. ‘My mobile number’s on here. I don’t think you’ll need to call me, but don’t hesitate if there’s anything I can do. Promise?’
‘Promise.’ She flushed a little, then went up on tiptoe and pecked him on the cheek. With one last look, she turned and pushed through the lobby door into the hotel.
He started walking, and thinking back to what had happened on the beach. But, as he wandered back through the narrow, busy streets in the direction of his own hotel, he soon forgot about Kerry. There were more pressing things to think about. Of the two things that were weighing on his mind, he didn’t know which worried him most.
The more he replayed Paxton’s request in his thoughts, the more it made his head spin. He felt trapped by it. What was he going to do?
The other thing on his mind troubled him a great deal. It was something he’d never imagined could happen.
Every time he let his thoughts drift, he kept seeing Zara Paxton’s face in his mind’s eye. The sun on her hair and the sparkle of her eyes. He kept replaying their short conversation, the sound of her laugh. The warm softness of her hand on his. Kept thinking about the way he could have stood there on deck all day long with her, just talking, just being near her. And remembering the ugly little pang of annoyance he’d felt when Paxton had interrupted their brief conversation and he’d had to leave. Now all he could think about was that he was going to see her again that evening, in just a few hours.
He caught himself. What the hell are these thoughts? What’s wrong with you?
Ben was furious with himself by the time he reached his hotel. He stormed straight up to his room, flopped on the bed and lay there for a while, his mind choked with conflicting emotions. They washed over him, pierced his skull, tormenting him. Feelings he’d thought he would never have again in his life. Not since losing Leigh.
He sat bolt upright on the bed.
You’re lusting after the wife of the man who saved your life.
No, he thought, it’s more than that.
Gritting his teeth with frustration he jumped up, strode over to the mini-bar and wrenched it open. There were some miniature bottles of whisky inside. He pulled them all out, gazed at them for a moment, then shoved them back inside. He didn’t even feel like drinking. He didn’t know what he felt like. It was all just confusion.
He slumped back on the bed. Fought to squeeze Zara from his thoughts-but all his mind did was race back to thinking about Harry. What am I going to do? he asked СКАЧАТЬ