Just as the taxi dropped area in the car park of the post her mobile rang. Gerald Hawkins. She got out of the car before she answered it, and headed for the front door.
“Aria?”
He paused and Aria thought that she detected an anxious intake of breath. “Yes.”
“How are you? Everything alright?” she asked.
“Yes… well, err… actually I’m not quite sure.” He was edgy and Aria found herself automatically walking back towards her car. She pressed the key and unlocked it.
What do you mean? Something wrong?
“Listen Aria. Are you very busy? I’m wondering if you could come up to the flat. You know about that matter we talked about the other day? I have got something to give you.”
Aria hope the little triumphant yes in her head hadn’t actually come out of her mouth. He was giving her the envel
