Chapter 241 Tatjana

• Pam Hawkins fluttered her lids and studied Lucien Delano surreptitiously.
• The man was pushing sixty-two, but he had that animal magnetism about him which put younger men to shame.
• Her bright blue gown, with a deep neck, swirled as she moved, and she made sure to touch his arm when she was making a point. The old Arab standing opposite her had been watching, his beady black eyes assessing her and she did not like the way he seemed to be seeing through her.