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personal problems and back to the professional ones. He dialled a familiar number.
    ‘Hey Niall, check out a Robert Fielding for me, would you?’



6
    ‘Girly day?’
    Summer watched as Flynn gave an almost imperceptible shudder.
    ‘Yes. You know, salon, waxing, facial, nails. Molly is coming with me. You’re welcome to tag along if you want.’
    ‘Which salon?’
    She rattled off the address and the phone number. Flynn would check. Summer was counting on it. She had booked the works. A range of appointments which would last an entire day. It would give Molly enough time to slip out and buy her something suitable for the club. And by the time she was finished, none of the paparazzi would recognize her.
    ‘I’ll drive you there.’ Flynn’s expression reflected his suspicion. His desire to keep her within his sights warred with his aversion to spending the day hanging about a beauty salon.
    ‘Great,’ she agreed readily. ‘I’ll grab my bag.’
    Flynn didn’t look happy but she pretended not to notice. At least he hadn’t tried to prevent her from leaving the house. As she hurried up the stairs, she could hear him on the phone to the salon. He didn’t trust her an inch.
    He was quiet on the drive into the city. Flynn was back in bodyguard mode. He kept within the speed limit andchecked his mirror constantly. Her dad had said that he was used to looking after important people but he wasn’t like the other men her father had employed. There was a quiet sense of efficiency about Flynn that made her feel protected.
    ‘Give me your phone,’ he said as they pulled up outside the salon.
    ‘Why? I’ll need it for later.’
    He gave an impatient sigh. ‘I want to programme my number into your speed dial. If anything, and I mean anything, unusual happens, you will phone me immediately.’
    She almost said ‘Yes, sir’. ‘Fine, I promise.’ Handing over her phone, she watched as he flicked through the menus.
    ‘All done.’ He smiled and returned the phone. ‘I’ll call you later.’
    Summer tugged a sunhat from her bag and pulled it over her hair.
    ‘Good idea.’ He nodded approvingly. ‘Your hair is very distinctive.’
    Summer suppressed a smile. If her day went according to plan, no one would recognize her at
Noir
tonight. Flynn waited until they entered the salon before moving away. She was willing to bet that he wasn’t going back to the house. In fact, he was probably heading to the nearest coffee shop.
    ‘I thought he was never going to go,’ Molly giggled. ‘Are you sure this is going to work?’
    Summer crossed her fingers. ‘It better. Now, go find me something to wear and make sure you’re back before 3 p.m. for your facial.’
    It was almost 5 p.m. when the stylist sprayed enough hairspray on her to put another dent in the ozone layer, before spinning her chair around to face the mirror. Summer touched her hair. Her long mane had been replaced by a sleek, shoulder-length style in her natural brunette.
    ‘You like?’ he asked as he ran his fingers through it, smoothing the strands until he was satisfied.
    ‘Yes, I like.’ She really did. Gone was the blonde bombshell. She looked almost like her old self again. The way she was before she met Adam. Her dad would be pleased.
    Her phone buzzed and she checked the display. It was a message from Flynn.
I’m outside.
    No greeting. No please or thank you. She was tempted to type something rude in response, but there was no sense in annoying him. She tapped the display.
Coming
.
    Molly was waiting for her in the lobby. Her mouth dropped when she saw her. ‘I almost didn’t recognize you. Wait till you see what I’ve bought for you. You’ll wow them at
Noir
tonight.’
    She wished she was so sure, but she couldn’t back out now. ‘Are you ready for the next part of the plan?’
    ‘Absolutely,’ Molly agreed. ‘I can’t wait.’
    Summer pulled on her hat. Operation
Defeat the Bodyguard
was on.
    ‘Have a good day, ladies?’ Flynn was