Five Days in Venice

Chapter Twenty London Friday 16 November 2007

Chapter Twenty

London

Outside on the street it was minus two, and the heating inside Parchment he was still the kind of man whose shoulder you wanted to curl up on, like a dormouse, before you climbed him like a tree. ‘This is my friend, Annabel.’

‘Very pleased to meet you, Annabel. Do you know the author?’ Leo asked them. He was wearing a green jumper, soft wool. His hair was cut a little shorter. His eyes were a little greener, in this light. Beautiful.

‘Simeon? Yes, I used to work with him,’ Olivia said casually. ‘How do you know him?’