Proserpina

Sophie

Jose listened to her, They were on their second coffee. Paddy was sitting, huddled beside his aunt, humming and singing in a tuneless way under his breath. Obviously, the hearty breakfast had settled him. He was even sliding furtive looks at Jose when he thought the man was not watching him.

Now Jose looked at Sophie and asked quietly,

‘Are you sure about this?’

Sophie burst out, furiously.

“My sister was killed by that PIG, don’t you see?’ And taking a deep breath, she went on,

‘She was captured and handed over to Worthington on the orders of Proserpina f*cking Delano.’ And then, triumphantly, she added, brandishing her trump card,

“Worthington told me as much.’ she declared.

Seeing the disbelief in Jose’s face, she stood up, almost making poor Paddy fall down. Leaning across she sneered,

“Oh, I see. So you are as besotted by her as the rest of them!’

And she turned to march out, dragging her startled nephew by the arm. Jose hurried after her.

“Hey, hey, listen,’ he said gentl