Ellie

Mack was secretive; he was trying to confuse me by talking in some kind of cryptic code. He crossed the line attacking me like that on the street. For me, it was too much of a coincidence that he was here, straight after I met Adrian for a drink. I agreed to go to dinner because I didn’t want to tell him about my job in the club.

For some reason Mack knew that I was in the Coral tonight, but how?

He took me to a small bistro and asked for the table at the back, demanding but charming, as usual. The waitress was swooning over him and...