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Abbot asked.
    ‘I’m sure he will. He started with letters and movies. Now it’s movies with knives. And he’s getting closer.’
    ‘Do you need anything?’
    ‘Not yet.’
    ‘Call me when you do.’
    ‘You know I will.’
    Foster hung up and put his phone back in his jacket pocket.
    He stretched out and waited for Maria Rosario to say something. He had sensed her on his shoulder for the past thirty seconds, half watching her player, half listening to his call.
    ‘What are you doing here?’ she asked, without bothering to say hello.
    ‘I’m watching my client,’ he said. ‘Shouldn’t you be coaching her?’
    ‘I’ll coach her when I’m ready,’ Rosario said, as Foster twisted in his seat to face her.
    ‘And I’ll watch her when I like,’ he said, ‘which at the moment is every minute of the day. So at least now we both know where we stand.’
    ‘It’s my job to make sure she wins this tournament,’ Rosario said. ‘You’re a distraction. She doesn’t need men staring at her from the side of the court. She needs focus. She needs to be in a bubble. You’re bursting it.’
    ‘She’s not going to win anything with a knife in her back,’ Foster said, shaking his head and turning back to the court.
    The finer points of Rosario and Foster’s argument had to be put on hold because suddenly Kirsten Keller was walking over to meet them.
    ‘Everything okay?’ she asked in a voice that made it clear she knew perfectly well everything was not okay. ‘You two getting along?’
    ‘Like a house on fire,’ Foster said.
    Rosario glared at him for a moment and then walked onto the court to pack away Keller’s kit.
    ‘I’d like to tell you she’s a pussycat underneath it all,’ Keller said, watching Rosario go.
    ‘But you can’t?’
    ‘Nope,’ Keller smiled. ‘She’s hard as nails, vindictive, aggressive and unreasonable. And she never backs down about anything. That’s why I hired her.’
    Keller threw herself into the seat next to Foster. She was entirely comfortable in her own skin and seemed not to notice the warm flesh of her tanned thighs pressing against Foster’s forearm as she sat close to him.
    ‘So, is this how it’s going to work? You just turn up and watch me wherever I go?’
    Foster shrugged.
    ‘If that’s what you want, sure.’
    ‘Of course it’s what I want. Don’t worry about Rosario. Like you said, I’m the boss. And I want you on board. So do you need anything?’
    Foster leaned forward and pulled a black plastic watch from his jacket pocket.
    ‘I need you to wear this.’
    Keller took it from him and turned it over in her hands.
    ‘Wow,’ she said sarcastically, ‘this looks like the height of fashion.’
    ‘It’s called a StrayStar. It’s got a built-in GPS tracker, and a panic button. If anything happens and I’m not with you, press the button and I’ll find you. I won’t be far away.’
    Keller slipped it on.
    ‘Anything else?’
    ‘Not much,’ Foster said. ‘Just a couple of ground rules. Wear the watch. Stay around people you know. Don’t get caught on your own, if you can help it. And don’t trust anyone until we work out what’s going on. Can you live with that?’
    ‘Absolutely. If that’s what it takes.’
    ‘Have you had any thoughts about who might want to threaten you?’ Foster asked. ‘Sometimes people have a gut feeling, so if anything or anyone comes to mind, don’t keep it to yourself.’
    ‘I’ve thought about it over and over, but I’ve no idea who would do this. If anything comes to me, though, you’ll be the first person I tell.’
    Keller stood up and headed off to the locker room to shower. Foster smiled and shook his head as he watched her walk away. On her own. Breaking one of his rules already.

CHAPTER 6
    PEOPLE LIKE KELLER rarely liked a guy in a suit telling them what to do. Even though that was exactly what she had hired Foster for. He wondered how well the tennis star would take to his rules over the coming