The Party Girl's Invitation
“He glowered at the flashy sports car abandoned over the end of the dirt track, partially obscuring the access to his home. His only neighbour, Miss Peterson, was an elderly spinster and had no known living relatives, so who was this here, carelessly blocking the road?
He squeezed the battered old Land Rover past the flash beast, with millimetres to spare, tripping the sensitive alarm on the unwelcome intruder. The hazard lights flashed and the alarm sounded, loud and uncompromising in the e...arly evening light.
A tall man, in a city slick suit, uncurled himself from the porch and flicked a switch on the handset to still the alarm, coming forwards to meet Jeremy as he parked up the car.
He held a small brown package in one hand and proffered the other as he asked, “Hi, you must be Jeremy?” in a heavily accented American drawl.
Jeremy nodded.
“Phil Baker, I guess you’ve heard all about me?”he continued, warily.MoreLess
He squeezed the battered old Land Rover past the flash beast, with millimetres to spare, tripping the sensitive alarm on the unwelcome intruder. The hazard lights flashed and the alarm sounded, loud and uncompromising in the e...arly evening light.
A tall man, in a city slick suit, uncurled himself from the porch and flicked a switch on the handset to still the alarm, coming forwards to meet Jeremy as he parked up the car.
He held a small brown package in one hand and proffered the other as he asked, “Hi, you must be Jeremy?” in a heavily accented American drawl.
Jeremy nodded.
“Phil Baker, I guess you’ve heard all about me?”he continued, warily.MoreLess
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