"Right, first off, I want to see this list," Mark said bluntly as he sat on the balcony. Jasmine raised her eyebrow and handed him the sheet of paper."It's just a first pass, remember."Mark's eyes widened as read the names on the page. It was like an FHM top twenty women list, every guys fantasy."You're serious?" He asked, looking up."Why not?" Jasmine replied. "We're looking for someone high profile, someone that will give you credibility and instant recognition, as well as get you in the papers.""And how the hell am I supposed to do this? Just send a fan email to their website asking them on a date?" Mark asked, shaking his head. It wasn't that he objected to the thought of a date with anyone on the list. They were all stunning and he'd love to meet any of them, but they were so far out his league it was unbelievable.Jasmine rolled her eyes, but Lakshmi sat down opposite him. "We arran

"You wanted to see me, George?""Glad you're here, Mark. Let's get going for our boat ride round the Island, shall we?" The lawyer replied, giving Mark an intense look. "If you could just unfasten those ropes, please?"Mark nodded, wondering what the old man had to say that he wanted to go out on a boat to do it, and he unfastened the two mooring ropes from the cleats on the pier. He took a seat as George revved the engine up and then the long sleek boat pulled away from the pier, heading out to sea."So what's going on then, George? What did you find?""There's something going on here, Mark," The old man said as he turned the boat a couple of hundred metres out from the Island. "I've been through Benjamin's private banking and had my people pull out any one-off payments to construction companies between when the Island was bought and the main house was built, and they found one, an Indian company that specialises in home securit

Mark had to work hard to keep the grin off his face as he walked down towards the clubhouse. As George Yousef suspected, Mark was now sure Sarah's nocturnal visit was definitely linked to whatever Henry was up to. He was sure of it just from Henry's reaction alone, and if he could get some information out of Sarah, then that would help figure out what he was up to.He entered the clubhouse, looking around for Connor, but he wasn't there, so Mark approached the barman."Yes, Master Mark, he was here a short time ago, sir, but he left with one of the maids."Mark grinned. "Connor getting himself into mischief, is he?""It certainly appears to be a recurring habit of his, Master Mark. Do you want me to call his room for you, sir?""No," Mark said shaking his head. "Although if you could tell me where it is, that would be great.""Turn right as you leave, then left up the hill and it's t

He chuckled, then moved on. "So what else about recruitment?""Well, I've got a ton of interviews set up for when we get you to San Antonio for a couple of days, before we head out to LA," Jasmine explained. "That's for a support team for me and Shmi.""Are either of you guys going to have a heart attack if I call you Jas or Shmi?" Mark asked suddenly. "I've heard you call each other that. Just wondering?""It's probably better if you stick with our full names for the time being," Jasmine replied. "To encourage others to do the same, but I'm not going to collapse or faint if you call me Jas when it's just us."Lakshmi nodded. "Yes, Lakshmi when there's people around, then whatever when it's just us.""Alright," Mark replied. "So what posts are you looking to fill?""Two correspondence secretaries, a financial assistant, a press assistant, information assistant, publicist and media spokesperson," Jasmine&nbs

"So you've been thinking about me then?" Sarah said gently in his ear.Mark swallowed and nodded, wishing the tailgate would just come up and block the view into the Chinook. He nearly sighed with relief when he heard the big rotors begin to turn."Yeah. I've been doing my head in trying to figure out who it was in my room the other night, and then yesterday I realized it was you," He explained. "That was very very naughty of you, you know?"She stared at him for a moment, then spoke quickly. "I'm a bit of a bad girl sometimes, Mark. In fact, sometimes I'm a very bad girl.""How are you bad, Sarah?" Mark asked, trying to keep her talking. "Tell me some of the things a bad girl does.""I can show you right now." Her hand slid over his thigh, and Mark grabbed her hand, trying to make it appear casual."Once we're up in the air. So, tell me," He repeated. "I like hearing hot women telling me about their ba