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If he loses consciousness or develops a fever, call me.”
     
    “Oh Matt, you’re the best!” Amy beamed.
     
    “No, I’m just stupid and a sucker for a damsel in distress.”
     
    Together Matt and Amy returned Josh to the back of her car. He was moaning much less than before now that he had the morphine in his system but he wasn’t out of the woods yet.
     
    “You seriously can’t take your eyes off him, even for a moment,” Matt warned as he shut the car door and turned to face Amy.
     
    “I won’t.” Amy promised.
     
    “Any idea who did it?” he glanced briefly at Josh, referring to his assailant.
     
    “Not a clue,” Amy lied, not wanting to mention how she thought she’d seen John’s car near the scene of the crime as Matt would immediately start making what could be false allegations. Any of her family would jump at any opportunity to see John behind bars.
     
    “I guess a guy like him must have a lot of enemies.”
     
    “Because they’re jealous of his fame and fortune?” Amy quipped.
     
    “No – because he sleeps with their women. I don’t even read the tabloids yet I know that Josh Roberts has been around the block more than a few times. It’s common knowledge.”
     
    “Mmm,” Amy answered non-committal.
     
    “Don’t do something stupid like get involved with him. I want to believe you’re just helping out a guy in a bad way, that there isn’t anything else to it.”
     
    “There’s nothing else to it,” Amy told her second lie of the night.
     
    “Then why don’t I believe you?” Matt frowned.
     
    His watched his cousin and her famous passenger drive off and felt his fatigue dissipate and give way to worry; he feared that his impetuous younger cousin was headed for disaster.

Chapter 5
     
    Amy pulled up outside the most luxurious hotel in town, realizing with a tinge of sadness that she’d only ever driven past and admired the grand structure, never actually gone in.
     
    Behind her the painkillers were kicking in and Josh seemed more animated than before. He’d manage to sit himself up and was behaving more coherently.
     
    “Okay, well we are here,” Amy called out.
     
    “We are?” Josh asked, still feeling out of it.
     
    “I should have guessed this is where you’d be staying. It’s like a palace.”
     
    “Is anyone outside?” Josh asked anxiously.
     
    “Sorry?” Amy felt confused.
     
    “Outside, at the front, are there any reporters?”
     
    Leaning forward Amy looked out her windshield and scrutinized the entrance to the hotel.
     
    She saw the lavish floral displays, the red carpet to greet guests, and the dozen or so people hovering around with cameras around their necks.
     
    “There’s some people with cameras,” she explained flippantly, assuming them to be tourists milling about.
     
    “Shit!” Josh exclaimed.
     
    “What?” Amy asked, alarmed.
     
    “It’s the paparazzi.”
     
    “Are you sure?”
     
    “Yeah, they’ve been camped outside ever since I got here. I was kind of hoping they’d have had a night off. How stupid was I?”
     
    “Is there a back entrance we can use?” Amy suggested.
     
    “There is but…” Josh sighed and let his head fall in his hands. “I can’t use it. I’ve not exactly been a model guest in the past.”
     
    “Okay…” Amy tried not to dwell on what Josh could possibly have done to be denied access to the other entrance.
     
    “Could you sneak past? Maybe put on a baseball cap or something?”
     
    “Are you joking? There’s loads of them! They are hovering like flies round shit!”
     
    “Well then what do you want to do?” Amy demanded impatiently.
     
    “Erm…” Josh continued to hold his head in his hands as he tried to figure out a solution.
     
    “Where do you live?” he asked at length.
     
    “Oh no!” Amy quickly replied.
     
    “What?”
     
    “You’re not coming back to my place!” she said firmly.
     
    “Why not? It would be perfect.”
     
    “Perfect for you