“The PM’s Deputy Chief of Staff. I’ve heard rather a lot about you.”“As I have of you, Admiral.”“You are, I believe, Libby Manning’s s...ueeze, no?”“The PM asked me to speak to you.” You will notice I ignored her remark but it had raised my anger level rather considerably.“Oh?”“The Prime Minister thinks very highly of you.”“It is not entirely reciprocated, Ms Lovett.”“No, but it will be. What I was about to say was she thinks highly of you, or rather she did until a little while ago.” Her eyes. ‘Wow, you must have been hungry, eh?’ She shook her head. ‘What? That’s not yours?’ She shook her head. I shook my head in disbelief, backing up with the wall catching me. ‘No.’ Elena looked at me. ‘Alphonse,’ she said, letting her eyes look upwards, as though upstairs. Again, in disbelief, I mounted the stairs. I turned the corner into the hallway, and looked to my right. I t looked like Elena’s bedroom. ‘Clear,’ I told myself. ‘No, no, no, no, no.’ I turned to the left wall, and saw a splash.. Seated on either side of him were two burly men. A young woman sat with them. ‘Yes?’ ‘Do I know you, kid?’ ‘Nah, just got into town.’ Mr Montalbano smiled and whispered something to the man on his left, who shifted to the next table. ‘You catch on fast, kid. Come sit by me.’ Spiro introduced himself as Spiro and sat down. ‘Spiro?’ queried the heavyweight sitting on the other side of Mr Montalbano. ‘Just Spiro — nothing comes before it, nothing after, get it?’ ‘Running away from something,. “Hit him again for me darling,” she asked him.Tony obliged by punching me even harder in the stomach.This time he allowed me to drop to the floor, and I layon my side clasping my guts and fighting for air.“I always wanted to see the arrogance knocked out of thelittle shit,” she laughed, as she looked down at me inmy humiliating position. “Let’s go and finish this off.”I felt her bare foot on the side of my head, and shetrod her full weight on to me as.