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arrange a chance meeting between Diana Johnston and Peter Knight. There was every possibility that he would be there as he was one of their principal suppliers, and was known to enjoy a little flutter on the horses.
    The day before the races James telephoned Knight’s secretary pretending to be from the publishers and asked if Knight would be attending the next day. When the secretary confirmed this to be the case James drove around to Diana’s flat in order to tell her what was required of her.
    ‘Tomorrow we are going to the races. There’s going to be someone there we’d like you to get to know,’ he began. ‘For the moment we just want you to attract his attention, make contact and arrange a way of seeing him again, without appearing to be too enthusiastic.’ James mentioned that the fiancée would probably be there, but that would help as the object was to tempt him by degrees.
    ‘Ultimately we want you to get him to answer one or two questions. You may have to sleep with him unless you can find out what we want otherwise. That’s up to you.’ She didn’t really mind whether she slept with him or not. That’s what she was being paid for, and judging by the photographs James had shown her of Peter Knight he was definitely quite attractive.
    ‘Fine. I don’t have a problem with that. What questions do you want asked?’
    ‘You’ll be informed of that later.’
    When James arrived at ten to pick up Diana he was overwhelmed by how attractive she looked. She was wearing a plain black mini-skirt, with a white jacket that came down to just above the skirt hemline, beneath which was a black lace top, tantalisingly see-through but not overtly so, the lace pattern being slightly denser where it mattered. Black mesh stockings and ankle boots, accentuated the elegant delicacy of her legs. Tied loosely around her neck, adding a startling splash of vibrant colour, was a red and gold silk scarf from Hermès.
    ‘Good morning, Diana.’ he looked her up and down. ‘You look absolutely stunning. Quiet beautiful.’
    ‘Why thank you, James. You’re very kind.’ she twirled round, one arm raised and gave him a little bow. ‘I’m glad you like it. You don’t look too bad yourself, if I may say so.’ She brushed a speck of dust from his lapel.
    They went down to the street and he held the door for her as she climbed into his car.
    ‘I love leather seats. They always remind me of the South of France, when I was a student.’ she said wistfully.
    ‘Really, why’s that?’ he asked glancing at her with a grin.
    ‘Maybe I’ll tell you when I get to know you better.’ It didn’t occur to her that James already knew about the incident she was referring to.
    ‘Its such a nice day, can we put the roof down?’ she asked.
    ‘Sure, but won’t the wind mess up your hair?’
    ‘A quick brush and it will all be back in place.’ He pushed a button and the sunroof folded itself neatly away.
    It took half an hour to weave their way across London to the start of the M4 motorway. During the trip James noticed that many pedestrians and other motorists were often looking in his direction. It was a combination of the car and the beautiful carefree-looking woman next to him. It must have seemed as though it was a scene straight from the advertisements for this particular masterpiece of German engineering.
    An hour later they arrived at the race course and proceeded through the members enclosure to the Amalgamated Magazines marquee. It was one of the larger ones with blue and white stripes on the canvas, Amalgamated’s corporate colours, and their company flags were fluttering in the breeze.
    Everywhere that they went James was conscious of the looks that Diana was attracting. Both men and woman would look up at her or turn their heads as she passed by. If she was aware of it, she gave no indication of having noticed. He liked her sense of modesty, and he enjoyed seeing the envious looks on the faces of men all around. It gave