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had promised if she did.
    The very thought of that made her sick.
    She wondered if the photograph of her and Hunter still hung on her father’s study wall.
    Abby closed her eyes for a second, as panic briefly hit.
    No, she would not be going cap in hand to her father.
    She opened her eyes to Matteo’s waiting ones and decided to tell him the truth.
    ‘I can’t get us to Italy.’
    Matteo said nothing.
    ‘I’ve got the car and equipment covered but I can’t get the team there.’
    ‘The money’s run out?’
    Abby nodded.
    He didn’t get up and walk off and he didn’t berate.
    He just sat there.
    Thinking.
    Then he gave in on water and called for a large cognac.
    And still he sat there thinking.
    Not about the necklace that he was supposed to be here for; instead he was thinking about cars and a team and it gave him a buzz that had been missing at the casino of late. He didn’t like motor racing. Fast cars were the only vice he didn’t have. There were too many painful memories attached.
    Yet, he was starting to come around.
    Watching Abby and later Pedro putting the car through its paces, speaking with the mechanics, gauging the opposition...
    There was an attraction to the sport that Matteo had never anticipated when he had taken the challenge on.
    He asked for figures and she went red in the neck but told him, and she watched as he crunched a few numbers on a calculator.
    Not his phone, she noted.
    And it wasn’t a two-dollar calculator either.
    He had beautiful hands, Abby thought, and she liked the way his tongue popped out as he concentrated.
    Matteo knew he should conclude this meeting now. The type of money that was required here outweighed the necklace and there was practically a guarantee of zero return.
    ‘Why do you think you’re a chance?’ he asked.
    ‘I built the car,’ Abby said. ‘I have the most fearless driver I’ve ever seen. Pedro’s a bit raw but that’s good. He’s unpredictable. No one except for me—actually, not even me—knows what he’s capable of...’
    Still Matteo looked.
    ‘But he needs the right tool and my car is that.’
    Still he looked. His face gave away nothing, Abby thought, but he had demanded honesty and if that was the case there was something rather large that she was leaving out.
    ‘And I’ve been waiting nine years for this.’
    She didn’t tell him why; she just told him that she had.
    He saw something then and its name was determination.
    No, the numbers might not add up but the feeling in his gut tipped the scale.
    ‘Tell you what,’ Matteo finally said and Abby found she was holding her breath. ‘If you can come in in the top five here in Dubai, then I’ll take care of getting the team to Italy.’
    ‘Will you be staying to watch?’
    ‘God, yes,’ Matteo said. ‘And sorry if you don’t like it but if you do place, then I’ll be in Italy too. Don’t worry though. I shan’t be breathing down your neck.’
    And for the first time, possibly ever, Abby imagined just that—a man breathing down her neck, or even on her neck...
    Not just any man.
    Him.
    He expected her to backtrack, to maybe push for a lower place, but instead she looked straight back at him.
    ‘We’re going to do better than fifth.’
    He really, really hoped so.
    And so, too, did she.
    ‘Right,’ Matteo said and called for the bill and then he asked for her bank details.
    ‘We haven’t placed yet.’
    ‘I’m just making sure that you do.’
    He paid and then asked for a driver to take her back to her hotel. ‘My sister Allegra has got a big charity event tomorrow. I think we should go.’
    ‘You said...’ Abby started but Matteo overrode her.
    ‘Everyone will be there, including the press. It might rattle the opposition if they think you’ve got a Di Sione on board.’ He tapped the side of his head. ‘Mind games.’
    Oh, it would seriously rattle the opposition and Abby would take any edge that she could get.
    She thought of Hunter and that terrible night and