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Sebastian
and now Myron had spoilt her for intelligent conversation.
    Despite that, she
couldn't say the evening wasn't a success. She laughed, drank wine
and ate plenty of good food. It was almost midnight by the time she
and Shelly put their jackets on and supported each other's
intoxicated bodies out to get into their taxi.
    Shelly let go of
her arm to get into the waiting car first just as Amelia felt
someone approach her from behind.
    “Amelia?” a
familiar voice said as she turned. Guy stood, looking a little
sheepish but with the same hero-worshipping light in his eyes. She
couldn't keep her body from shivering. “Oh, are you cold? Would you
like my coat?”
    Without waiting
for her to respond, he tugged one sleeve off, and would have done
the other if she hadn't regained use of her voice in time to stop
him.
    “No, that's fine.
I'm going back to my hotel now. Sorry, can't chat. Bye.”
    Hoping it wasn't
too obvious that she wasn't sober and felt wobbly on her own legs,
she quickly turned and followed Shelly into the car, pulling the
door shut behind her. She heard a meek goodbye follow her and
winced, hoping he hadn't thought her rude.
    “Are you all
right?” Shelly asked once the taxi had pulled off.
    “Yeah, fine,” she
replied, checking out the window. Guy stood where she'd left him,
staring at the vehicle as it pulled away. As she swept past, she
also noticed the same black Audi was still sat where it had parked
and scared her earlier in the night.
    “Was that the same
person from the signing?”
    Amelia nodded, not
wanting to talk about it. Although Myron had assured her Guy wasn't
the stalker type, she wasn't convinced anymore. Not now that he'd
shown up outside the restaurant and she'd thought someone had
followed her from her hotel there. It could have been him, and he'd
just been good enough at hiding from her that she'd not noticed him
again. She knew she hadn't checked the road behind her as she
walked inside the restaurant.
    As soon as the
taxi had pulled up outside her hotel, she handed her travelling
companion enough money to cover her share of the cost and hurried
into the building, not even hesitating in the reception area. She
wanted the safety of her own room.
    Once the door was
shut and locked behind her, she relaxed. It finally registered with
her mind that her shoulders and neck ached from being tensed up.
She was scared.
     
     

Chapter 5
    The grandfather
clock in Mycroft's study let him know it was midnight. It had been
over twenty-four hours since he'd instructed his men to watch out
for foreign people arriving at the site they'd found, and since
then the only communication he'd received had been from Amelia.
    He'd been trying
not to think about her. Doubts gnawed at the back of his mind. It
was more than possible she'd cause him trouble and he didn't know
if the diversion was worth the mess she could make. The stalker
business only made problems more likely. If anything happened to
her while under his tutelage, their secret was more likely to get
out, and it had been tiresome enough having to explain her
involvement when the last incident had occurred. A second would
create more questions about her than he wanted to answer.
    Despite assuring
her that Mr Thomas was safe, Mycroft had looked into the man's
background. The man did spend his full time caring for his mother
and had told her the truth. If his half-brother, a soldier in the
British Marines, was the brother he'd referred to, he could well
have left his mother with him. Although he noticed their common
parent was their father, not the mother. Either way, it was still
highly unlikely the man wrote the threatening letters. He couldn't
have delivered them, with the type of care his mother needed, and
his brother was often busy with training and had only recently come
back from an overseas tour.
    The final
conclusion was that someone else was following her, someone she'd
not spotted. He also knew he couldn't take the time to find