“Daniel came back from the cash kiosk rubbing his wallet ruefully. ‘By my reckoning, if we eat nothing and sleep in the park, we might have enough money to get us through, oh – at least until the weekend.’ He smiled thinly. ‘We need to figure out a plan.’ ‘Already have.’ ‘I must seem a pretty pathetic excuse as a noble knight come to your rescue. I’ve no job and practically no money.’ He thumbed through the few notes in his wallet. ‘Sorry.’ ‘At least we’re swimming in it together, Daniel.’ ‘Mean...ing?’ ‘I’ve no money. And I have no job – at least, I won’t have when I fail to turn up in Paris or Washington next week.’ ‘Bother.’ Her eyes lit in amusement at his understatement, but he failed to see the humour. He was troubled, her buccaneer becalmed. ‘I’d sell the car, but who’d want it? Never mind, we’ll think of something. I’m afraid we’ll have to slum it.’ She shook her head. ‘That’s not on. We have a lot to do and very little time.’ ‘What do you suggest?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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