misinterpretation of his telephone call. She recalled that phone call vividly.
'Hello, I've got Charlie here.' She may not have reacted quite so strongly if he'd said his name, but he must have made an assumption that she knew who he was, the arrogant swine!
She closed her eyes now at the horror of her thoughts. She remembered screaming and Steve, Charlie's protection officer, running towards her and taking the phone from her. She'd felt so stupid once she'd realised it was a completely innocent call but it made her realise just how easy it might be for someone to snatch Charlie, even with protection.
She took a deep breath and filled Carrie in on the weekend's excitement.
As she listened to Moira, Carrie felt guilty for having enjoyed such a stress free weekend. How could she have left Charlie at a time like this and thought he'd be safe.
'How did he end up at the manor house? Did Jake take him there? Did he harm him in any way?' Carrie rushed out her questions not waiting for an answer. She just felt bereft and helpless at what she was hearing.
She listened again as Moira explained how Charlie had spotted the puppies and without thinking had just taken off after the landrover on his bike. Apparently Jake had been very good with Charlie, showing him how to handle the pups, stroke them and feed them. Charlie had decided that as they looked like two of his teddy bears, they should be called Skippy and Pongo. On hearing this Carrie snorted at the idea that Jake would entertain such names for his dogs, particularly coming from a child he didn't like.
Moira finally reassured Carrie that Charlie had been fine, and had come back raving about Jake as well as the dogs. It didn't make Carrie feel any better about the man but she did feel slightly less guilty for her own weekend.
*
Jake turned off his computer, stood up and gave his body a long stretch. He'd been intensely studying some key documents that Phil had sent him earlier on in the day and it was later than he realised when he'd made the last of his notes for the negotiations the next day. His body felt stiff having been hunched up for nearly four hours. He decided to go to the kitchen where he'd left the puppies and spend a bit of time winding down with them before bed. They seemed to have settled in brilliantly and he was pleased with his decision to get two. They were already showing their personalities - one more courageous and dominant than the other.
As he played with the pups his thoughts returned to the peculiar events of yesterday. He'd been surprised when Carrie's son had come up behind him while he took the puppies from his vehicle. He'd recognised him immediately and was surprised by the boy's friendliness, especially as he'd done a spectacular job of frightening him that day at the loch. An action he'd since regretted but hadn't yet found the chance to apologise for. Obviously the lure of puppies was too great for Charlie to be nervous about being in his company.
Jake smiled as he recalled Charlie's first sentence. 'Hello, I'm Charlie Gillespie, and you're the man with ideas above his station. Can I see your station after I've seen the puppies please?' Jake had been quite taken aback by that, but it gave him more of an insight into his mother's thoughts about him.
He was surprised at how much he'd enjoyed Charlie's company, he was a bright, amusing child who was clearly being brought up to respect his elders. A rarity today, Jake thought, if news headlines were to be believed. Charlie had been helping him with the pups, who now had the names of Skippy and Pongo, for half an hour when Jake discovered that no-one knew he was with him.
That phone call had been one of the strangest things about yesterday, he recalled. Why would a woman scream when he said Charlie was with him? Maybe she was frightened by what Carrie's reaction would be if she found out that she hadn't been looking after him properly. Jake found himself getting angry at Carrie for seemingly having so