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Chapter 1
James drew his coat further in and rewinds his scarf in a failing attempt to keep out the cold, he breathed deeply watching his breath rise up like wisps of smoke. He walked fast, he had gone the back way to his newly found friend's house, it was misty and damp but as he walked through yet another beautiful archway, he knew that this was one of the best places he'd ever been on a mission. He could hear the chatter, laughter and yelling from the Rialto markets just a few streets across, he would have loved to wonder through the chaotic, colourful stores with Latika, but instead they had decided on meeting in her massive, expensive and modern flat.
James rang the buzzer to the front gate and a face came up on the tiny screen, it was Latika and she let him in without a word. While walking up the gate, James' mind wondered, he just didn't get Latika's family. Latika's dad called himself, a business man but Latika had other ideas and had spilled everything to her penal called Kerry overseas. Kerry, at CHERUB campus had been posing as a drug dealers neglected daughter and when Kerry poured her 'fake' story out the Latika, Latika followed telling Kerry that the real story behind her father's billionaire existence, was something to do with guns, money and scary men. James had been here for almost 3 weeks already but just couldn't figure out Alfeo, Latika's father secret happenings.
James arrived at the door, with a smile and some red roses.
'Ah James Rizzo you are too kind, really you didn't need too' Latika said smiling, with perfect English albeit with a heavy Italian accent.
'Oh it is nothing Vicenza Latika Greco' James said with a smile, remember Latika's first and last name.
'Prossimo, Come on' Latika replied.
Latika's room was big and her bed even better, they snuggled down, kissing and generally getting up to know good, when they heard a knock.
'Vicenza Latika Greco' Alfeo yelled.
'James far-zer iz ahhh on ze telephone' He finished, laughing at his attempt at English.
James jumped out of bed, pulling on his t-shirt while Latika re-made the bed.
James opened the door. 'Thanks so much Alfeo' He smiled
'oh, zits fno proplemo james!' Alfeo replied.
Perfect, James thought as he entered Latika's bathroom, Zara and James plan had worked exactly how they'd wanted it too.
