“I have an idea about how we can get Kylie’s paintings back,” Manus said, sitting up on his lounger and facing us.
“How?” I asked, sitting up myself.
“We will have to meet your Kylie to discuss the plan. We need to know the address of this ‘Neil,’ and everything about the people who live there. The new wife and the offspring’s. Their ages, habits, likes, dislikes. I have a plan and we would need to know all that.”
“Okay,” I answered getting interested. “I’ll set up a meeting. Can you come to our hotel tomorrow morning? She’ll be working then”
“Sure,” Sara replied. “Manus has given me a brief on what he’s planning but it won’t be instant. It’ll take a bit of arranging and time and we’ll need more people, people we can trust.”
“Great,” I said. “I’ll ring Kylie in the morning and arrange ac time for her to come to our room. 10:00 good for you guys?”
“Sure,” said Manus standing up. “It’s getting dark. Shall we go back in or call it a night?”
The evening light had started to dim with the sun going down and we all stood up and wrapped the towels around us.
“What would you like to do, sweetie?” Sara asked, taking Jay’s hand as we walked back inside.
“I need a shower and then I would like to leave “Jay replied as we walked past the empty film lounge and booths and down the stairs. We went past the empty sauna and steam room and into the lounge which was also empty apart from the naked receptionist who was engrossed in watching some crime drama on the big TV and headed to the mixed showers.
After showering and getting dried and dressed we left the building and stood out on the pavement, looking for a cab.
Having waved down a black cab and climbing in the cabbie turned to us and asked, “Where to.”
There was a brief moment of silence before Jay made the decision for our next destination.
“Soho,” she said.
To be continued in part nine when Jay scratches her ‘itch’ and the idea to retrieve Kylie’s paintings is planned.
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