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Stick to the rules. Never mix business with pleasure. Alex strolled over to the imposing front door of the school he’d known quite well when he was a teenager. He’d come here for dances in the old days, and had fond memories of some hot and heavy necking in concealed corners when the chaperones weren’t looking. And, because the Merrick Group had converted the building into pricey flats, he was in a position to know that Miss Sarah Carver could hardly be penniless if she owned one of them. Unless Oliver Moore had bought it for her.

Depends, boss,’ he said, with a smile which would have surprised his cronies at the pub. ’ She told him about Alex’s visit, and the reason for it. ‘I haven’t given much thought to security,’ she said, depressed. ‘So I’ll just have to move into number one for the time being. ’ ‘No,’ said Harry, so flatly Sarah eyed him in dismay. ’ ‘And you’ll sleep better here on your own? ’ he growled. Sarah pushed her cap back on her head. ’ He gave it some thought. ’ Her eyes lit up at the thought of the young giant who’d helped with the roofing.

It’s what I know how to do. And I love doing it. ’ ‘But you’re obviously not taking care of yourself or eating properly—’ ‘If you just wanted to feed me before I go back to starving in my garret you needn’t have wasted money on a place like this,’ she informed him. ‘I chose somewhere special because it’s my birthday tomorrow,’ he said with dignity. ’ Sarah felt a sharp pang of remorse. ‘If you’re trying to make me feel guilty you’re succeeding. I’m sorry. But I can’t take the job. ’ He nodded, resigned.