[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
OM
He looked over to her for a moment, as if thinking.
"You interest me, there is something I wish to show
you. I don't know what you will think.. No one ever
does..." He said cryptically. They arrived at the
hotel, "I have to get something do you want to come
up?" He asked her.
NM
Ria paused considering her answer. She knew it wasn't wise
to go up, but at the same time she was intrigued. It gave all
her journalistic instincts a jolt. The raw terror, the lurching
of her stomach, the tingling of her senses - both real and imagined.
"Yeah, why not," she said nonchalantly looking at the tall building
It was of Elizabethan construct and she could see the architect
had taken great care in his vision.
There was a look of curiosity emanating from Edwin's eyes. Ria
waited patiently to see what he would do. She did not have a gun
with her and her trusty dagger was concealed in her boot. If things
got rough, she only prayed she could get out. Her last ordeal had
sent Derek into worries. She did not blame the Dutch man, but then
again she did not want him to coddle her. She held up a hand at Edwin's
questioning glare when she did not get out. Quickly, she pulled out her cell
phone from her purse and dialed Derek on speed dial.
