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We
used to laugh together at these attempts to blacken his name by
those envious of his entrepreneurial talents. Of course I was madly
in love with him back then and completely blinded by his phenomenal
powers as a lover.
     
    'This is
garbage,' said Sophie, 'Patsy Fretwork must be bloody hard up.'
    'And fed up,'
said Ambrosia, eyeing her protegee keenly as she reclined on the
sofa opposite her. 'Wouldn't you be if your two-timing husband had
kicked you out of his villa on the Costa del Sol to shack up with a
stable of bimbos? And you were left minding the fort in Ilford with
a Keep Off sign on your back?'
    'I thought
they no longer cared what the other got up to.'
    'Don't be daft. They're husband and wife. They've been married
ten years. They may leave each other stone cold but you can bet
they are very interested in who the other is bonking.'
    'And who is Patsy bonking?'
    'No one.
Danny's boys keep an eye on her and she's off limits to anyone who
wants to stay healthy. The poor thing is very frustrated, I hear.
They say she's turned to girls.'
    Sophie looked
at Ambrosia sharply. Ambrosia smiled back and said, 'Why don't you
finish the article?'
     
    It turned out
he was wanted on one count of murder, three of manslaughter and a
whole string of protection and racketeering charges. But what
really hurt was the revelation that his gang would regularly meet
up at a house in Kent for wild 48-hour sex orgies. These were
attended by society groupies and show-biz personalities together
with specially selected high-class prostitutes who made sure things
went with a swing. There were always plenty of beautiful people who
got a thrill out of rubbing shoulders and a whole lot more with the
criminal element.
    Don't miss
tomorrow's sensational instalment when I name names and expose what
went on at these poolside sex parties.
     
    'I have a
hunch,' said Ambrosia. 'Once Danny reads this, I think he'll be
back.'
    'But why
should he? Surely he's got people here who can sort it out?'
    'So? This is very personal, it requires hands-on
attention. His hands on his wife. I don't think he'll trust some third party to do it
right.'
    'But if he
comes back he's risking a life sentence.'
    'First we've
got to catch him, Starkers.'
    'Please don't
call me that.'
    'Why not? It's
very appropriate. It is, after all, the condition you were in when
you let Danny Fretwork get away last time.'
    'Ah.' Sophie
blushed. 'So you know about that?'
    'I know,
Starkers, that you attended one of these so-called poolside orgies
posing as a high-class tart - one of your regular disguises, I
suppose. I know that you took part in the entertainments there,
presumably with the intention of getting your hands on Dirty Danny
but the evening ended in fiasco and members of your back-up team
barely escaped with their lives. The next day Danny popped up in
Spain and two years' worth of painstaking investigation by yours
truly and many other dedicated officers was put on hold. And quite
possibly consigned to the scrapheap.'
    'But I nearly
had him! I was at the point of luring him into the bushes where
Sergeant Bacon was waiting to make the collar when that bloody
idiot fell out of a tree.'
    'What bloody
idiot?'
    'I don't know.
Some man. He was hidden up a tree, out of sight. He nearly fell on
Sergeant Bacon. When he ran off we all saw he had a camera. A lot
of Danny's boys gave chase but he got away.'
    'Unlike
Sergeant Bacon.'
    'Unfortunately. But Mark is very brave. I've tried to make it up to
him.'
    'I'm sure you
have, Starkers.'
    Sophie
squirmed with embarrassment. 'Ma'am, give me another chance. He's
the only one who's ever got away from me. Let me try and put the
record straight.'
    'Don't worry,
that bastard won't get away this time. My team will maintain a
watch on all points of entry into the country and on his known
haunts. We'll turn over our informants and dig up what kind of
information we can. You, however, are not a team player. It seems
to me your presence spells