There was no sign of Miklos as she left the private community walls of the rental unit and got into her taxi. She had half expected him to pop his head out to comment on the dress he’d purchased for her but if he were around, she didn’t notice him, and he was a hard man not to notice.
As the car pulled away from the curb, she had a text message from Trip.
“On your way?”
“Yes. Be there in twenty minutes.”
“Can’t wait.”
She smiled at the words. It felt good to be courted somewhat. She had run an internet search on Trip and confirmed he was who he said he was right down to the fact he was a millionaire several times over. He hadn’t reached the same level of wealth as Miklos, but he did very well for himself. She grinned suddenly as she considered she had more money in her accounts than T
