The Principle Of Chance by M Howson Read Free Book Online Page B

only took him three months to
finish it. When he presented it to Frank, his reaction wasn’t what he’d expected.
Frank informed him that he’d waited a long time for Justin to make a story out
of their tales. Frank was an expert at weighing up people, Justin didn’t
surprise him.
    A voluptuous blonde was rushing
towards Justin. It was too late to escape!
    ‘You are a bad boy Justin darling!’
She buzzed. ‘You haven’t called!’
    He quickly brushed her away. ‘I
never said I would.’
    ‘But, you did darling, remember?’
She insisted.
    ‘Look, I don’t know who you are.’
    The blonde couldn’t believe what she
was hearing. ‘You said … I was a great singer!’ She blurted out, adjusting her
invisible bra.
    Justin searched his brain for when
he may have said that. Women came up to him with ridiculous excuses – he was
kind of used to them.
    He caught sight of his sister and
excused himself.           
    ‘You are looking lovely tonight.’ He
whispered into her ear.
    ‘I know!’ She kissed him gently on
the cheek. ‘Who was the blonde?’
    ‘Don’t know, she told me that I said she had talent!’
    ‘Did you?’
    ‘Did what? I’ve never seen her in my
life.’
    Amy was standing next to Monica
thinking fast; what to do. Here was Justin Blakes looking the picture of cool
innocence.
    Amy didn’t know much about Justin,
but he had a reputation for being a selective record producer. She
recalled, there was a story about him signing a band to his label when he’d
seen them playing in a run-down bar. It wasn’t long afterwards that the guys
hit number one in the charts with a catchy song.
    When Amy arrived at Jack’s house,
she considered turning back. There were a lot of people around and even more,
expensive cars.
    Definitely, it had been a mistake to
come; a chance meeting with Jack Harvey wasn’t everything. Talking about
chance, meeting Ed was one for a start. 
    Amy had just started the car up,
when Monica marched up to her.
    ‘Is your name Amy?’ She said,
opening the car door.
    ‘No!’
    ‘You look like the Amy I was told
about.’ Monica was checking her out.
    ‘Who are you?’ Amy asked her after
she’d stepped out of the car.
    ‘I’m Monica.’ She said. ‘Jack called
me…. he said not to let you go if I saw you.’
    Monica was a film director with a
prestigious award to her name. She was different to all the usual blondes, with
her dark hair in a simple knot and hardly any make up on. Monica didn’t have a
glamorous dress on; she was clad in skinny jeans and a silk top.
    She suggested they walk up to the
house and wait for Jack there. With her bubbly personality she made Amy feel
much more at ease. They talked easily until Justin arrived on the scene.
    ‘Justin, let me introduce you to Amy
who is Jack’s friend and a lawyer.’ Monica watched Justin’s reaction.
    ‘Amy, this is my brother Justin
Blakes who is a … what do you do again?’
    For a moment, he couldn’t help
staring. ‘We have already met.’
    ‘You have?’ Monica asked curiously.
    ‘Jack introduced us in Nonna’s.’
    ‘Ah, Jack again?’
    ‘I noticed a shiny, black Aston
parked outside with your name on it.’ Justin looked at Amy; this was a foolish
line, and one he’d never used before, - not that he used chat up lines!
    Amy tried to suppress a giggle
without much luck. She started laughing helplessly and was soon joined by
Monica.
    ‘Printed in pink, glittery letters.’
Amy said.
    That’s a relief, Justin thought -
she didn’t give him the cold shoulder. ‘Don’t know about the pink, but shiny
enough.’ He said, desperately trying to cover up his embarrassment.
    ‘Are you hitting on Amy already?’
Monica said, surprised to notice fiery sparks. Amy must be doing something
right, Justin doesn’t do sparks!
    ‘Women! Always reading into things!
I am sorry Amy, I’m not trying to pick you up but that car’s license plate
reads AMY!’
    ‘You must like cars.’ Amy