Chapter 67

'James wants to see us.' He threw himself into one of the armchairs when they got inside, glancing at his wrist-watch. 'Ten minutes ago,' he grimaced.

Jasmine frowned, putting her parcels down. 'What's his panic?'

'I haven't liked to mention it, but you do realize what tomorrow is, don't you?' He gave her a searching look.

'Tomorrow? Why, it's-Oh,' she grimaced. 'He's waiting for the book, right?'

'Expecting it is more the impression I got,' Dan told her ruefully. 'And we still have the last few pages to do.'

'Damn!' She chewed on her bottom lip. 'It's all up here,' she tapped her head. 'I just have to get it down on paper.'

Dan sighed. 'You know James, he isn't the most patient or forgiving of men.

We promised him the complete book by tomorrow, and that's when he'll want it.'

She did know how tough James Colnbrook could be, and had wondered since she had got to know him better how she had got away with her treatment of