off leaving a lot of debts, which I had to work to pay. The one good thing he did for me was to introduce me to his brother, Brian, who was a television producer. Brian offered me a job as his secretary, taught me everything he knew, and I loved it—the people I met, the things it was possible to do, the buzz of ideas going on all the time. Brian loaned me some money to start up for myself, and he recommended me everywhere.’
‘So now you’re a big-shot,’ he said lightly. ‘Dominating the schedules, winning all the awards—’
‘Shut up,’ she said, punching his arm playfully.
‘You’re not going to tell me you’ve never won an award, are you?’
His eyes warned her that he knew more than he was letting on.
‘The odd little gong here and there,’ she said vaguely.
‘You’re not the only one who knows how to use the internet, you know. You won the Golden World prize for the best documentary of the year—’
‘You’ve really been doing your detective work, haven’t you?’
‘Sure—and, to show you how clever I am, I know how to use a telephone as well.’
‘No kidding?’
‘I made a few calls last night and spoke to someone who knows your work and admires it.’
He didn’t add that his friend had known nothing about her personal life. It had been a frustrating call.
‘He mentioned a big new project you were gearing up for, but he didn’t know any details. He just said glumly, “I suppose the rest of us can give up for the next year, while she walks off with everything in sight.”‘
‘You’ve been checking up on me with a vengeance,’ she said, laughing at him with her head on one side.
‘Which makes us quits, since you came to look me over.’
‘You were recommended to me so strongly and by so many people that I started to get a bit cross with you. I must admit that I half hoped to find that you were useless. But you were quite the reverse, and that made me even more annoyed.’
‘So you’ve reluctantly decided to offer me a job? How about I make it easy for you and refuse?’
‘Don’t jump to conclusions before you know everything. I’m doing eight hour-long episodes, each one concentrating on a place where a notable event happened. I don’t just need a frontman, but someone who’s an archaeologist and a historian in his own right, who will have some authority.’
‘You mean they’re all going to be things like Pompeii?’
‘One of them will be underwater.’
‘Don’t tell me—let me guess. Titanic.’
‘No, the Titanic has been done to death. But she had two sister ships, and one of them, the Britannic, also sank. It was used as a hospital ship in the First World War, but it went down after only three months—probably because it hit a mine. The odd thing was that after Titanic went down Britannic was partly redesigned, to make her safer, yet she sank even faster. She’s in the Aegean Sea, and there’s still a lot to be learned about her fate.’
To her surprise he grew pale.
‘And you want me to go down there and—?’ he asked in a faint voice. ‘Sorry, but that’s not my area of expertise.’
‘Of course not. I’ll have professional divers—although you could make a trip down if you wanted to.’
‘No, thank you,’ he said at once.
‘Not even out of curiosity?’
‘Nope.’
‘But why?’
‘Because I’m chicken,’ he said frankly. ‘I’ll climb any height you want, descend into any cave, but when it comes to diving in deep water—not a hope. It’s my nightmare.’
‘That’s quite an admission,’ she said, enchanted by this frankness.
He smiled, looking slightly red.
‘It’s better for me to admit it than wait for you to find out. So, that’s that. You’ll have to get somebody else.’
‘Don’t be silly. You’ll do the frontman stuff from dry land.’
‘Is that a promise? Because otherwise I’m out of here.’ He edged a few inches away.
‘Will you stop?’ she asked, laughing.
‘I just don’t want misunderstandings,’ he said, giving up the performance and coming closer again. ‘I’m a dyed-in-the-wool coward, and don’t you forget it.’
‘Yeah, right. You’re a coward.’
‘We’re all cowards about something,’ he said, suddenly serious.
‘I guess that’s true.’
‘So what’s your fatal weakness?’ he asked unexpectedly.
‘Oh—’ she said vaguely, ‘I have a dozen.’
‘But none you’re prepared to share with me?’
‘I have too much sense of self-preservation.’
‘Is that how you see me? A danger that you need to be armed against?’
Looking at him, smiling and gentle, gilded by the sun that streamed through the windows, she knew he was the biggest danger she had ever faced. But she would not arm herself against him. Even if she’d wanted to, it would have been pointless.
But she kept a teasing note in her voice to say, ‘Hell will freeze over before I flatter your vanity by answering that.’
‘So the answer would flatter me?’ he teased back.
‘My lips are sealed.’
‘They are now,’ he said, and swiftly laid his mouth over hers.
It was the briefest possible kiss, over almost before it had begun, and then he’d risen to go to the counter, leaving her shaken. Lightly as his lips had touched hers, she seemed to still feel them there when he had moved away.
But when he returned, with more coffee, he made no mention of what had happened, leaving her free to get her bearings in peace.
‘What about the third ship?’ he asked.
‘I beg your pardon?’ she said stupidly.
‘You said the Titanic had two sister ships. What happened to the other one?’
‘She sailed for twenty-four years before being taken out of service. Nothing dramatic there. I’m still researching other places, although I’ve half decided to cover the battlefield of Waterloo. I’d got a file of ideas, but none of them are quite what I’m looking for.’
‘You can’t go by what you see in a file. You need to visit these places. I know of a few around here—it would mean going south, maybe as far as Sicily. We could set off at once.’
She looked at him. ‘You mean—?’
‘We’d be on the road for about a week, if you can spare the time.’
‘But can you spare it? Your work at Pompeii—’
‘My team know what I expect of them. They can do without me for a few days, and I’ll keep in touch.’
She was silent, torn by temptation. To be alone with him, cocooned from the real world, free to indulge the feelings that were taking her over: it was like looking at a vision of heaven.
‘I could call my secretary and tell her I’ll be a while coming home,’ she said slowly.
‘Drink your coffee