‘He wants to open a chain of spy stores across Europe,’ she lied smoothly. ‘Tech Direct. That’s what the shops in the States are called. Anyway, there’s this big trade fair for all kinds of electronic gadgetry in Barcelona in two or three weeks’ time. Kind of every man his own James Bond. That’s where we’re headed, after we get to Mallorca.’
Dave nodded, asking himself if any of this might help explain why Kent Bowen had been using a digital scrambler on his radio. Meanwhile Kate thought it was time she changed the subject.
‘What about you?’ she asked. ‘What takes you to Europe?’
‘The Monaco Grand Prix,’ Dave lied with equal facility. ‘I like to watch motor racing. After that we’re sailing to Cap D’Antibes. I’ve rented a house there for the summer.’
‘By yourself?’
‘Some friends’ll probably drop by. From England.’
A gentle breeze stirred Kate’s hair and Dave found himself reaching to touch it. Her hair felt like silk against his hand. There was her perfume to think about too. After Homestead, all women smelt good to Dave. But Kate smelt especially good. Like something rich and luxurious.
He said, ‘You should come by, yourself. That is if you can get away from Q, Miss Moneypenny.’
‘I wonder, how many other girls you’ve invited down there.’
‘You’re the first,’ said Dave. ‘In love’s affairs, I’m a sweet beginner.’
‘That I don’t believe.’
‘I feed on hope’s uncertain dinner.’
Kate checked herself, realizing he was reciting something again.
‘For me the object on life’s chart is mysterious and enticing, something to think hard about, suspecting that wonders will accumulate. And so I’m sure, a kindred spirit will be joined to me by fate.’
She could hardly help but feel impressed.
‘Who’s that? she asked. ‘Van Morrison again?’
Dave shook his head. ‘It sounds better in Russian. No, it’s Pushkin. Freely rendered.’
Kate smiled and said, ‘I wasn’t offering to pay. But it’s nice. Did Pushkin find his kindred spirit?’
‘Yes, but it wasn’t a happy ending.’
‘What happened?’
‘Someone shot him. Guy called D’Anthes.’
‘No gun law can stop a madman,’ she shrugged. ‘If, as you said, I can get away from Q, I’d love to come visit. Cap D’Antibes, huh? I guess it’s very chic down there.’
‘Like Valentino.’
‘That’s the part that worries me. Alone, in a foreign country, without even a native guide. Anything could happen.’
‘Last night it almost did.’
Kate smiled and said, ‘Last night? Oh, that wasn’t anything at all. That was just sex. Today it feels more like a subject on Oprah. A whole show. How the two of us met. Or some stuff like that.’
‘Don’t worry,’ said Dave. ‘I feel the same way.’
‘D’Antibes. D’Anthes. Don’t worry. You’re a regular red light, you know that, Van? Anyone would think you’re trying to send me some kind of signal.’
‘Hailing on all frequencies, Lieutenant Uhura.’
‘Go ahead, Captain.’
‘It sounds kind of stupid, but I’m falling in love with you. Maybe it wasn’t exactly love at first sight. If that’s what it was I’d have said so yesterday. But it runs a pretty close second.’
‘Photo-finish, I’d say.’ Kate stroked Dave’s cheek with the back of her hand. ‘Besides, it’s having second sight that counts. Ask any fortune teller. You know something, Van. You remind me of my lawyer.’
Dave laughed. ‘Your lawyer? How’s that?’
‘You remind me to call him and find out what’s holding up my divorce.’
‘Do you think you and I would make a good team?’
‘Could be.’
He paused for a second, as he deliberated the best way of checking her out. It was one thing for her to say she loved him. After all, she thought he was a regular guy, or as regular as you could be when you also happened to be a millionaire. It would be quite another thing for her to say that she was willing to hook up with a thief. And not just any thief. A very uncommon thief.
‘Together, you and I, we could make some real money.’
‘Yeah?’
‘Wouldn’t you like to make some real money?’
‘That all depends on what I’d have to do to get it. I don’t see the two of us winning a mixed doubles at Forest Hills.’
‘What if I told you I was about to play a game of cards with four aces in my hand?’
‘I’d ask if this hand was on the table or up your sleeve?’
Dave was silent.
‘Uh-oh,’ said Kate. ‘Sounds like there’s a racket involved after all. I don’t know, Van. I’d say Monte Carlo’s a pretty neat place to go with four aces.’
‘What if I said it was five aces?’
‘They’ve got names for people like that, Van. Numbers too. And you have to watch your ass when you’re taking a shower.’ She grinned uncertainly. ‘This is a joke, isn’t it? You’re not a gambler, are you?’
‘I was speaking metaphorically,’ said Dave.
‘Oh I see. A metaphor. I’m glad. Here was me thinking maybe I’d met a cheat.’
‘But there are risks involved. And high stakes. For big rewards.’
Kate kept on smiling. She felt if she stopped she might find it hard to start it up again. The conversation had gone in a completely unexpected direction. For a moment there she’d thought they were going to declare undying love and talk about getting married. But now she didn’t know what to think. She said, ‘Next thing you’ll be telling me you’re really some kind of high-class jewel thief now living quietly in a hilltop villa on the Cote d’Azur. Like Cary Grant in To Catch a Thief. Come on, Dave. What is this?’
Dave considered the suggestion carefully for a second or two. Why not? Being a high-class jewel thief would do very nicely for the kind of litmus test he had in mind. After all, if she was prepared to take on a cat burglar then she ought to be prepared to take on a pirate, or whatever you wanted to call a guy who took down a score on board a ship.
‘I’m perfectly serious, Kate.’
Still trying to keep her good humor, Kate’s smile became a little strained. She said, ‘To be quite frank with you? I’ve never seen myself in any of Grace Kelly’s roles. For one thing, I’m a much better driver. For another? Well for another, does that film have a happy ending or not? I can’t remember. And wasn’t Cary Grant a reformed jewel thief trying to clear his name?’ She stopped, exasperated, good humor disappearing now. ‘Jesus, David, you don’t do this kind of thing to a girl you’ve just fallen in love with. You know, when people get married and they say for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse? There’s nothing about for right and for wrong.’ Now she was feeling anxious. Like she’d won the lottery and couldn’t find her ticket. ‘It’s not supposed to happen like this. Look, maybe you got the wrong idea about me. That Rita Hayworth, Gilda thing last night? It was just an act. I’m just a small-town girl. From T’ville, remember?’
‘What happened to the girl from the Space Coast?’
‘Houston, we’ve got a problem. I think the rocket just blew up on the launch pad.’
Dave kissed her again, as if to reassure her. Then he said, ‘Are you sure about that?’
‘No,’ she said weakly, and kissed him back. ‘But I’ve got a feeling I’m not going to land on the moon. My guidance systems have gone haywire.’
‘You just need some time to get them realigned, that’s all. You can still complete your mission.’
‘If you say so.’ Kate smiled wryly. ‘Listen to me, Dave. Can we talk sensibly for a moment? This isn’t a movie. This is real.’