. as much as I want to come up there for your show.”“And as much as I want to go down there for your show!” I cried. “Ah, what bad fucking luc..., in a way!”“Yeah ... Even though I keep thinking I’ll just skip the opening night thing.”I jolted in my seat. “No way, Heather! You have to go. Please!”“I guess. Though I’m not sure why. It’s about the photos, if anything. Not about me.”“People will want to meet you! It might be getting bigger than you now, but you started this.”Heather murmured. Right now, I need everyone to focus fully on executing our plan with no distractions from Georgia. Dante’s entire goal is to distract us.”“Not to win?”“That’s a nice bonus for him, but no, the entire point of this exercise is disruption. It doesn’t really cost him much at this stage. It can be an effective tactic, but not against me because I won’t allow him to distract NIKA from her mission.”“Which is why you simply pocketed the papers when you were served and didn’t let anyone know until much. M. You?" Sadly, I must fly to Baku, Azerbaijan, tonight. Problems with my investments there." Then he brightened up. "But then I shall have a whole week chilling out in Regent's Park. Tell you what..." For the first time, the Libyan's gimlet-like gaze moved across to check me out. Up and down. Mentally undressing me on the spot. "I'm having a little cocktail party for a few friends in Cumberland Terrace on Saturday evening. Why not come along, and bring this delightful young lady with. I booked a room at a Kings Cross Hotel called Central on Argyll Street just round the corner from the station. Ian and I checked in about an hour before we were due to meet Sally. I had given Ian instructions on how to approach her. He must quote our safe word "Banana" which would be a sure way to ensure that it was me that was behind this approach.To be honest I was not confident she would go with him. I watched from a vantage point some distance away as Ian approached and they got chatting. I.