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his face that
he’s so angry with himself, I lean into him and see his other hand screwed up
into a fist, his knuckles are white. There is so much pent up anger there,
heaven help Lewis if they were in the same room together. Lewis is big but it’s
all fat, I suspect no match for James if they came to blows.
    The door bell rings and he extracts himself from me,
standing he walks with purposeful long strides out of the living room. I hear
the front door open.
    “Benito mate. Thanks for coming round.” I hear James greet
his friend, there’s some muttering and what sounds like back slapping before
James followed by Benito walk back into the living room.
    “Alex,” Benito looks at me, “are these the pictures you
got?” He points to the floor.
    “Yes, there’s a few!” I frown at the pile of photographs
left in disarray on the floor.
    He picks them up and flicks through them. “They’re amateur,
look there’s no zooming, someone’s used a point and click, a basic camera. A
professional would have got a close up of you in some of these, look,” He
points to an image of Anna and I in the hotel restaurant, “this is just a snap,
if he’d recruited an investigator, a proper one, they’d have zoomed in on you
there. No, these are….well,” He pauses “but why did he want pictures of you, he
knows what you look like, knows where you are and Anna so why? It doesn’t make
sense!”
    “I..I think he wants me to know that he’s watching me,
that’s all,” I stammer, “I think he wants to make my life hell!”
    “Do you know where he is?” James asks.
    “The last we knew he was at home, he can’t get about on his
own. But, that was a couple of days ago. I’ll have someone check again,
make sure he’s stayed put. I think he’ll be out of action for at least another
couple of months, maybe longer, but if this is him, and I suspect it is,
he’s probably got someone else involved to watch you for him.” Benito flicks
through the photographs again before looking at James, he raises and eyebrow a
look of concern. James looks down, raising his hands he runs his fingers
through is hair, shaking his head. I hear him mutter, “Fucking bastard.”
    “But who? Who got into the hotel and photographed me and
Anna?” I raise my voice “Who’s watching me, us? Me, I can live with but Anna,
she is not to be involved with this at all, no way. She’s home this weekend and
I do not want her involved.” I say firmly, getting myself all worked up
and into a flap again, “she’s not to be involved. I have to protect her,
keep her out of all this.” I feel tears welling up again, “James, Anna can’t be
involved, she’s too precious.”
    James moves towards me sitting down next to me, he places
his hand on my knee, “It’ll be okay, we’ll look out for Anna, won’t we?” He
looks at Benito, the huge mountain of a man in my living room.
    “Alex, I will do everything I can to make sure that both you
and Anna are safe. You understand me?” His voice is so very deep and somewhat
menacing.
    “Okay, how are we going to play this?” James questions,
looking up at Benito.
    “I think you ignore the package. I know it’s difficult, but
if you don’t do anything that may just wind him up enough to do something,
really stupid, something bad enough that he can finally be arrested and not released.” He’s looking at me.
    “I can do that, but I don’t want Anna involved!” I
stress the point looking at James and then at Benito.
    James nods his acknowledgement at me, “Alex, Blossom – we’ll
do all we can to keep Anna out of this. I’ll speak with Roger and Thomas, ask
them to be extra vigilant around the hotel. Look out for people taking random
pictures,” he paces the living room, “and I don’t want you to be on your own
Alex!”
    “Great, you’re the one that sent me here on my own this afternoon!”
I snap.
    He holds his hands up defensively, “Okay, okay you’re right.
You win.”
    “Does that