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down the street before descending the steps.
    I saw that,' said a woman's voice behind him.
    Eddie looked round at her. 'Saw what?'
    You, checking there wasn't anybody outside who might know you.' Amy Martin came down the steps, her dark bob bouncing, and squeezed the balding Englishman's waist. 'You're
    so cute/
    It's not exactly something I want getting back to Nina, is it?' he told the younger woman. Til tell her myself, when the timing's right. And I don't want anyone else to find out, either.'
    Amy grinned. You enjoy it, though. Don't deny it.' She went to the kerb, looking for a cab. So, you wanna do this again tomorrow?'
    Yeah, if I can make it,' Eddie told her. 'Depends if Grant Thorn needs me or not.'
    She grinned again, shaking her head. 'I still can't believe you get to hang out with a movie star.'
    I'm not exactly "hanging out'' with him. I'm his bodyguard, not his best mate. And he's, well . . . kind of a prat.'
    But one with a Lamborghini, right? That's pretty cook
    Bit of a waste, though. He never drives it faster than ten miles an hour 'cause he wants everyone to see him inside it/
    You guarding his body today?' A cab approached; Amy waved it down.
    Yeah, picking him up in a bit. He wants to buy a suit for some charity bash this evening, so I've got to keep an eye on him. Cause Fifth Avenue's such a dangerous place.'
    The cab stopped as Eddie's phone rang. He looked at the screen: Nina. Well, have fun with your Hollywood buddies!' Amy said as she got in.
    I'll try,' he replied, answering the phone. 'Hi.'
    Hi,' said Nina. 'Where are you?' He had become all too familiar with her leaden tone over the past months, but this morning it had a little extra sprinkle of gloom.
    I'm . . .just at the gym with Grant Thorn.
    A pause. Oh. When will you be able to come home?
    See you tomorrow!' Amy called as the cab pulled away.
    He gave her a slightly annoyed wave. 'Not for ages, sorry. I'm with him all day.'
    A second disappointed Oh'. Then: 'Who was that?'
    He shot the departing taxi a guilty look. Someone in a cab.'
    I thought you were at a gym?'
    I'm waiting outside. What's wrong?'
    She sighed. Nothing. It doesn't matter.
    It matters to me. Look, I can call Charlie, see if someone can cover for me.'
    No, it's . . . it's okay. I mean, ha, we need the money, right?' The laugh came across as more desperate than amused.
    You sure? If you want, I can— 1
    It's okay, Eddie. It's okay.' It sounded anything but.
    His phone chirped, telling him someone else was calling. A glance at the screen told him it was his client. 'Sorry, but I've got to go. Oh, did you get my note about the milk?'
    Yeah, I did. I'll see you when you get back. I love you.
    Love you too,' he said as she disconnected. Great. Now he felt even worse about lying to her.
    He switched to the incoming call. Hello?'
    Hey, the Chase-ster!' came the laid-back voice of Grant Thorn. Where you been, man? Your phone was busy.
    Yeah, my wife called.'
    The old ball and chain, huh? Just kidding, man. Not saying she's old at all. Hey, why don't I take you two out to dinner sometime? How about that?'
    Sounds like fun,' Eddie answered non-committally, secure in the knowledge that all memory of the offer would have vanished from the actor's mind by the time they met. You still want me to meet you at your apartment?'
    Yeah. There's this chick here, give me twenty minutes to get rid of her. Okay, two chicks. Make that thirty minutes. Oh, and can you pick me up a carton of OJ? Got a serious case of dry-mouth. '
    'I'm your bodyguard, not your butler, Mr Thorn,' Eddie reminded him. His job might be to look after his clients, but that didn't include wiping their arses for them, and he always made sure they knew it. 'Maybe you could get one of your chicks to go out for it.'
    Oh, dude! I don't want them to come hack\ I mean, they're hot and all, but once the box is opened there's a no-return policy, right? Look, I got five hundred bucks in my wallet here. It's yours if you bring me a