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seen one name that she recognised. How disappointing. Still, it was only day two: plenty more time to play celebrity spotting. It would take them a few days to get through this part of the job and then they’d be ready to start meeting the doctors.
    After three days of working through the files of information out at the Beau Street Group, Rachel headed back into the office. She started to go through her in-tray, checked a few emails and then rang Shali.
    ‘Hi, guess who’s in the office?’ said Rachel.
    ‘Rachel! Great, about time. Urgent meeting, Bar Q, lunchtime,’ said Shali. ‘I have a couple of managers working with me today so I’ll bring them too.’
    ‘AJ and Rosa are still out at the client’s, so it’ll just be me. Is Nat in?’
    ‘Think so. I’ll email her. Can you book a table?’
    ‘Yup, will book one for twelve thirty. See you then.’
    Nothing like a quick team lunch to recharge the batteries, thought Rachel. Shame she didn’t have any juicy celebrity stories yet.
    Bar Q was a modern brasserie style restaurant set in a waterfront development about five minutes from Rachel’s office. It was also a popular meeting place after work, priding itself on having one of the biggest choices of wine by the glass in London. The others were already there when Rachel arrived, sitting in a large booth with black leather seating. After they’d ordered, the conversation soon turned to Rachel’s project.
    ‘So, come on,’ said Shali. ‘How’s it going?’
    ‘Fascinating,’ said Rachel. ‘I can’t tell you anything about the deal, obviously, but it’s going to be a real eye-opener. I just can’t believe the range of procedures they do…’
    ‘Oh yes, it’s a really fast growing market,’ piped up one of the managers working for Shali. ‘There’s almost nothing that you can’t get done now,’ she continued. ‘And you can travel abroad for treatments, which sometimes cost less than half what you’d pay here. Your business needs to watch out for that, Rachel. The only issue really is if you need lots of follow up consultations. Prague is apparently quite popular. The magazines are full of it.’
    She suddenly stopped as if she’d only just realised what she was saying. The others looked at her. She certainly didn’t look like a cosmetic surgery expert, or if she was, she should be asking for her money back.
    ‘Yes, I’d heard that about Prague. Thanks, I’ll bear it in mind,’ said Rachel. Sensing the manager’s embarrassment, she quickly changed the subject. ‘So what’s the news in the office?’
    ‘Ooh, invites to the department’s summer party are out,’ said Shali. ‘Have you got yours?’
    ‘No, not yet,’ said Rachel. ‘Still going through my in-tray.’
    ‘It’s with other halves this year, so Shali is already in a panic about who to bring,’ said Natalie.
    ‘I am not!’ said Shali. ‘Spoilt for choice more like.’
    Rachel felt slightly sick. Work events with Harry were a nightmare. He hated them and in the past had nearly always ended up drunk and badly behaved. The director promotions were not that far away and she couldn’t afford any more horror stories.
    ‘I’m so glad it’s black tie too − gives us a chance to dress up for a change,’ said Shali.
    Aah! Harry hated getting dressed up even more. The whole thing was going to be a disaster. Rachel briefly wondered if maybe she shouldn’t tell Harry and then pretend to work that he was ill on the day. But she soon realised that was far too risky: someone was bound to mention it to him at some point. She’d just have to talk to him and explain how important it was. He would have to get used to the fact that this was part of the programme.
    As they walked back to the office, Shali and Rachel dropped back behind the others.
    ‘So what was all that with your “I’m off to Prague” manager?’ Rachel asked.
    ‘No idea,’ said Shali. ‘Sounded like she’d been doing some serious research to