In fact (forgetting her manners completely) Tamsin elbowed her way rather rudely between her Uncle Albert and myself. The expression on Tamsin's face ... can only describe as one of overt distaste."You've got some front, turning up here! What are you after, some kind of a hand-out or something; or did you just want to embarrass me?" Tamsin demanded, albeit surprisingly quietly.I suppose I should point out here that Tamsin's words -- and the manner in which she phrased them -- were lifted directly. You know what I..." The diner. Sure. You know I have you by the... Hello? Hello? Bitch."I heard him slam the phone down and laugh. It was probably meant to sound sinister but it only sounded lame. What didn't sound lame was the sound of the front door closing.Hawk stopped me from opening the balcony door. "Wait," she whispered. "Give him a minute to be sure he's gone."I controlled my desire to run like hell and stood still until Hawk said we could go. After what seemed like an eternity, Hawk. She is six feet tall with a perfect body.’ ‘The man at the bank that approved her mortgage slept with her the night before he gave false information to the mortgage board. He is no longer with the bank, so she doesn’t have him to fall back on.’ ‘Is she really that close to losing her house?’ ‘Of course not. With the least competent lawyer in the city she could keep the bank at bay for six to nine months.’ ‘We make a hell of a team. Once I get free of your sister, we have a great future. I even said that I would stop dressing, but she gave me a pitying smile,knowing as I do that it wouldn't work.As I walked up to the front door, I fished the keys out of my pocket.Coming home early meant that neither of us would be tired. She worked atthe local library and was normally home by 4.30 at the latest. Perhapsfor once, we could talk over our problems without being too knackered tohave a meaningful conversation.The reason I had finished a bit early today was that I had some work todo.