Choosing Her Lover

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And I think, that is that….

Until, at six pm, just as I am about finish for the day, Ben marches in again. “Come on,” he says. “I want you to come with me.”

“Come with you? Where?”

“Up to Mike’s place.”

“What? You want me to go there? What for? I barely know them.”

“Mike’s not at home. He’s working late. I want to catch James and Charlotte in the act, and I want a witness, so the bastard, and the bitch can’t deny it when I confront them.”

“Ben, you can’t do this. And haven’t you forgotten something? James Alexanders is my boss. I could lose my job…”

He stands, arms akimbo. “Fuck you, then. I’m going anyway. If you won’t come with me, I’ll go by myself. I’ll take a camera.”

Jeez…. I’d better go with him. See if I can stop him doing anything too stupid….

“Alright. I’ll come with you. Let me get my stuff and clear up my desk.”

pick you

get an answer. First James.… No reply…. Then Charlotte…. No reply…. Francis maybe? Still no

the front and I get in. Staring into traffic, my mouth dry, I give it another go: “Ben, this

“What are you talking about? We’re discussing a man fucking my brother’s wife. Of

don’t think

for my her to make a fool of my brother?” Then he turns to face

City and up the mountain. The views are amazing, but

by a spa hotel, ‘Life and Beauty’. It’s

I don’t want them to see me arrive. Follow me. It’s

the rear and through gardens which are a mixture of well-kept and

new, dilapidated and restored. Standing over high meadows overlooking a lake, the position is incredible. In

Ben, pointing, “the bedroom curtains are

but he ignores me, walking quietly to the

Oh, please be locked….

and

turning to me on the threshold. “Are you coming or

shake my

glowers at me. “I know where you stand, don’t I?” and he goes