I dragged my eyes from Howies hand as it moved slowly towards Heathers ass cheeks.
"Where?"
"South America."
"You can . What for?"
"I am an investigative reporter. There is a story there that needs reporting." "What story?"
"Rubies and rebellions."
I didn know what to say. I certainly didn want her to come. I was going to have my hands full with Heather.
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"Ill phone my night editor. Come on."
She turned, and taking my hand led me back to our table where she collected her handbag and then from the dinning room into the foyer. Walking to one of the telephone hoods in a corner she picked up the receiver and dialled.
"Have you any change?" She asked.
She had nowhere to carry any. I could see
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I fished out the loose change from my trouser pocket and found some dimes and quarters. She took some and feed the machine.
"Hi Mike." She spoke into the phone. "Its Louise."
I wandered away, looking at the pictures on the walls and the glass display cabinets. There were some newspapers on one of the tables the low-backed sofas in front of the reception desk. I picked one up and scanned the headlines. Nothing about South America on there. I turned the page. There was something. The rebel advance had stalled and the government was sending more troops to the south of the country.
I studied the little map that went with the article. It was a little simplistic but if I were the rebel leader I would entice the government troops through the gap between the two mountain ranges then close the gap behind them
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I looked up from the newspaper and looked around.
"On the phone." I pointed. "Wheres Heather?"
"Toilets." Howie replied. "Whos she phoning at this hour?"
I yawned. The clock above reception showed it to be eleven-thirty. That would be three-thirty at home.
"Her night editor." I said, remembering Howies question. "She wants to come with me."
"Does she now? I can see Pa having something to say about that."
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