The jet should be landing any minute now, and I find myself on tenterhooks. I’d listened in on Jason and Roxana’s conversation when they were back at the house. Not because I’m a nosy f*ck, but because my wife asked me to save this girl in a roundabout way, and I feel a sense of responsibility to her. I’ve listened in on others' conversations before, of course, the house is built and fitted out for that, all of the safe houses are.

There are eyes and ears ...