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anything different from what we gave her. Now we just have to get through this damn barbeque. There was no point arguing with her, and besides, we’ll be here for a least a couple of weeks so we can’t completely avoid the neighbours or we really will draw attention to ourselves.”
     
    I turn to face him. I nod my agreement. “Will we be safe ? I know it seems a daft question but I don’t know.”
     
    He reaches across giving my shoulder a light squeeze. “We’ll be safe. But remember we have to keep in role, ok?”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    My hand is clasped tightly and totally engulfed within Kane’s large strong hand as we approach the house next door. Strangely, as he rubs a reassuring thumb across my knuckles, I feel secure and safe, and do not want to let go of this connection.
     
    As we enter, I take note that this house, Creek Retreat , is a mirror image of Kane’s family home, Creek Haven - a detached 5 bedroomed, 4 reception roomed waterfront house set in mature gardens of around half an acre with about 200ft. of direct water frontage, 32 foot long boathouse, workshop and slipway. It’s a beautiful family home and certainly a unique ‘Safe House’.
     
    Jean gushes to greet us beckoning to a silver haired, lofty man with a wide easy smile. “George, she’s here with Kane. I told you it was Sky Sinclair. Look how pretty she is!” She wraps me in a hug as I am ushered out through the French doors to be met by a small gathering of neighbours and local villagers.
     
    Before long, I am passed through the throng of people, kissed and hugged, like a treasured long awaited new baby. I blush with the attention finding myself searching for the security of Kane. However, I sense, I know, that his eyes have never left me.
     
     
     
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    The food was delicious. Smoky ribs, crayfish and lobster, prime steaks and every salad I could dream about. I think Jean and her husband, George, could become my new best friends or even my adopted parents. The party is now relaxing, after stuffing ourselves to oblivion, into small circles of laughter and banter. Throughout, Kane has sat close by, but I am aware that he has not fully allowed himself the comfort of being relaxed, remaining still in full alert working mode.
     
    He listens intently as I answer question after question about the life of a television presenter. Suddenly, a voice from across the gardens beckons towards me. “How did you end up in investigative journalism, Sky? You get yourself into some pretty tricky situations.”
     
    Before I respond, Kane interrupts, assuming on my behalf. “I think Sky just wants to switch off for a while, don’t you, sweetheart?” He smiles tightly in my direction. He pulls himself out of his chair seating himself next to me. He wraps a playful arm around my shoulders initiating a loving couple façade. I feel a breath catch in my throat as his fingers dance innocently across the bare skin of my shoulder. I hear and feel his similar response as he too feels the jolt of electricity as we touch.
     
    “Oh, no more questions, we promise. But we do want to know how you came upon investigative reporting. No offence, but you could be a fashion model with your looks.” George implores me further.
     
    Again, Kane tries to ease the conversation away but I sigh resigned to answering one more question. “It’s ok, Kane.” I smile at him. “I’m happy to answer. Wikipedia probably has my whole story anyway.” I laugh lightly before continuing. “My father was an investigative journalist and I idolised him. When he was killed…..murdered…..I suppose I was determined to go after the bad guys. Somehow, chasing the criminals keeps me strong in a crazy kind of way. I bet you wish you hadn’t asked now. I’m sorry if I’ve put a damper on the party. But I’m so accustomed to just telling it how it is….well, there you go.”
     
    I glance quickly towards Kane for