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booths. She took her coffee and slid silently unseen into the booth adjoining theirs. 
    ‘You’ve got the information for me then, have you, all of it?’ asked Mr Vanhoffer.
    ‘Of course I have. That’s what we agreed wasn’t it? Once this is over, you set me up, like you said you would as Managing Director in your new company and I give you the means to ruin Sebastian Dark’s share prices. His company will be a shadow of what it is now by the time we’re done. No one must know where this information has come from – you can promise me that?’ Richard’s voice dripped with venom.
    ‘You can rely on me. I want to see Dark ruined and you want to be top of a company rather than playing second fiddle to that bastard. It’s a deal made in heaven.’
    Breeze craned to listen but her plan was compromised when a large rowdy group arrived celebrating a birthday, drowning out the conversation she was straining to hear. Frustrated, she slipped out of the back entrance and back round to the front. After about ten minutes, Mr Vanhoffer emerged alone, and bumbled off down the street. That was her moment to pounce. Making sure her makeup was pristine, her hair sexily dipping over one eye, she undid her top button and re-entered The Jamaica Wine House sniffing and wiping her eyes with a tissue. Richard was right where she’d expected him, at the bar, ordering a bottle of champagne no doubt to privately toast his newly planned success. 
    ‘Hey, Breeze,’ he homed in on her like a guided missile. ‘What’s up?’
    It took her only moments to give him some cock and bull story about how Seb had been mean to her, how he’d criticised a report she’d written and made her burst into tears, how she hated his guts. As she knew he would, Richard drank it all in along with three quarters of the bottle of champagne. The more he drank, the more he revealed his treachery. She could see he was on a high as she kept refilling his glass and ordered another bottle, of which she drank only a glass. When she gave him an eyeful of her ample breasts and started running her hand up Richard’s thigh, it was only a matter of minutes before he suggested that he finance a hotel room for them both to enjoy a long lunch hour. 
    ‘I’ve fancied you for months, y’know that.’
    ‘Me too,’ Breeze had taken the bottle of champagne with them. She pouted her full lips. ‘Everyone goes on about how good looking Seb is but I’ve always thought you’re much more intriguing.’ Richard could barely stand up by the time they reached the room. He was over her like a rash. She slipped nimbly out of his hands whilst giving him her best come hither smile. ‘Come on; let’s have just a little more champagne. Then, you can watch me undress.’
    She thought his eyes were going to bulge out of his head as he swigged back another glass all in one go, and his tongue crawled out of his mouth as he sat back on the bed and watched her undo her blouse buttons. ‘Now,’ she encouraged him, ‘what was it you were saying about that fucker, Seb?’
    ‘Oh God, don’t tell me you’re going to talk dirty. I love to talk dirty.’
    ‘I can talk as dirty as you want.’ She took a tiny swig from the bottle then handed it to him and watched him gulp it down as if it were mineral water. ‘But I want to hear first just how you’ve stitched up Seb, explain it to me.’
    ‘We’re gonna do it in three weeks time, only three weeks to go b’fore we make our move and Sebastian bloody Dark will be in shit up to his eyeballs.’ Richard laughed like all the devils in hell.
    Breeze listened carefully, her sharp brain and photographic memory taking everything in. It didn’t take long to understand what Richard was up to. She only had to get down to her underwear before, lunging at her unsteadily, Richard crashed to the floor. He knocked himself out on the bedside table and gurgled into unconsciousness. She peered at him as he lay like a slug oozing treachery and