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When they arrived at Exposure, there was a hoard of photographers outside the gate. They started to shout and take pictures as soon as they set eyes on the Ferrari. Once through the gates and inside the car park, Freya noticed Jonathan’s car was already there.

‘Well, I suppose the press pack would be here. I expect I’m all over CNN.’ She let out a heavy sigh.

‘Just ignore them or say no comment. There isn’t much they can do with that.’

‘Apart from thinking I’m a moody cow.’

‘Which they should already know by now.’

‘Hey!’ She hit his arm playfully.

‘Listen, I’ve got to go. I’m late for my meeting and you know what Sandra’s like about schedules.’

‘Sure, you go. Pick me up about five?’

‘Five it is. Hey, do you fancy going downtown tonight? Playing a little roulette? Visiting a few bars?’

‘Stopping at the all-you-can-eat for twenty dollars restaurant?’

‘Naturally.’

‘That sounds great. Oh bugger, where’s my handbag?’ She looked around the footwell.

‘Did you have it when you left home?’

‘I don’t know, maybe not. I was in such a hurry, I probably left it there. Don’t worry, it just has my mobile in it and I’m sure I can do without that for a day. Well perhaps not, but I’ll deal with it. You go; I don’t want to make you later than you already are.’

As she went to step out of the car, Jonathan appeared at the entrance to the office and came out to greet her.

‘Hi. New hair colour. I like it. Here, let me help you.’ He took her hand and helped her get out of the low car.

‘I’m fine, thanks.’

There was that awkward feeling again in the pit of her stomach.

Jonathan bent to look in through the open door of the car and he levelled a smile at Nicholas.

‘I heard the car pull up. She’s a beauty. It’s Nicholas, isn’t it? Hi there, I’m Jonathan. It’s a real pleasure to meet you,’ he said, holding out his hand.

‘Actually, I prefer Nick. I’ve heard a lot about you.’ They shook hands.

‘What have you been telling him, Freya? No stories about me terrorising the neighbourhood in my teens, I hope.’ He laughed.

‘Well, I…’

This was truly weird and she couldn’t wait for it to be over.

‘Freya tells me you want to make a big investment into her Every Day project,’ Nicholas continued.

‘Yes, I do. I have to admit, I’m not usually one for charity work, but coming from a reasonably poor background myself, I thought Freya’s vision for the needy was inspired.’

‘You’d better go, Nick. You don’t want to be late for your meeting.’

If she thought pushing the Ferrari would help, she’d be doing it.

‘I’m sorry, I’m holding you up. Please, don’t stay on my account.’ He stepped back from the car.

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