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    “I had Mario look into Ms Chambers background today and I must say he did out do himself with the information he found out. It seems that poor Isabel had a horrific time of it some years ago.”
     
    Stefano leans in, resting his elbows on the table and begins to stroke his dry bottom lip.
     
    “And yet you take pleasure in knowing this mia tesoro.” His voice is low and I almost see his ears prick up and I can tell instantly he is eager to know more.
     
    “Ms Chambers was once, I won't say happily married, as it seems that wasn't case. The man she was married to is currently serving time in prison and how can I say this? He is feeling rather hard done by, by what happened, as it was Isabel's statement and testimony that sent put him away for quite a few years. He has lost all parental responsibility to his two sons, lost several years of his life and his future, well...what future. He will have this prison record hanging over him for the rest of his life, no one will want to employ the bastardo.”
     
    “Why do you have such an interest in Isabel Chambers all of a sudden? It is Marc Sanders who is trying to spoil everything and put a stop to the work we have done. She surely is just an innocent bystander to all of this.”
     
    “Marc is in love with her Stefano, I've seen it in his eyes, the way he looks at her. If it is we fail to get to him to pull out from what he's doing through his father and brother, then maybe we can get to deal with him through Isabel.”
     
    Stefano sits quietly and contemplates. I sense he likes the information and idea I have just put over to him, even if his featureless expression isn't telling me anything. He takes a thoughtful sip of his drink, the silence gives us both time to consider everything.
     
    “You have obviously been a lot more observant than I have Emelie, but if what you are saying is true, I like it. We will have to see if we can get a visiting order in place, just in case all else fails.”
     
    For the continuation of the evening we discuss the agenda for the morning and Stefano puts the wheels in motion for our plan B, should it need to be put into action. I leisurely sit back and intently watch him on the phone, while inside I am feeling positive about tomorrow and beyond. I let him put everything into place, he can do all of the donkey work and I will hopefully reap the rewards of it. Yes, tomorrow is a big day for both of us, particularly for me! We need to make sure everything goes as it should do and I say we, as my darling husband will be the temporary foundations for my future, very temporary foundations. So I leave Stefano to it, making all of the arrangements, speaking with Mario, undoubtedly involving some of the other men he has on his pay role. I just need to make sure that I remember as much of it as possible, as tonight, the short term plan is going to be what I need to concentrate on the most. If that fails, then I can kiss goodbye to the future I have panned out in front of me. Making sure that that doesn't happen, I excuse myself to visit the ladies wash room. I know it is starting to get late but I have one final and very important phone call to make.
     
    Dialling the number I feel an air of excitement building around me and the adrenalin rush is just starting to kick in. It takes a few rings before the phone is answered and the drowsy sounding voice on the other end, makes the hairs on my the back of my neck stand to attention. He may well be trying to ruin my future, but Marc's hedonistic tone still does things to me.
     
    “What is it Emelie?” The shushed manner in which he asks the question, leads me to believe that he is not alone in bed.
     
    “There has been a change to the plan. I need you to bring the money tonight. You have two hours to get it together and personally deliver it to our room. If you cannot do that well then you had better prepare for the downfall of it, which won't just involve your father and brother. I