course.â Gerald pulled out his wallet. The womanâs eyes bulged at the bankroll.
âCan you change a hundred?â asked Gerald.
On the footpath outside, Gerald tore off the plastic wrap and pulled a bespoke Saville Row dinner jacket off the hanger. It was lined in a deep-purple silk.
âWhatâs in the envelope?â Sam asked.
âOoh, let me,â Felicity said. She took the envelope from Gerald and tore it open. She pulled out a set of keys on a large silver fob. There was ornate engraving on one side.
âThe Palladium Apartments,â Felicity read. She tossed the keys to Gerald.
Ruby clicked her tongue. âAn old jacket and some house keys. Well, thatâs cracked the case wide open.â
Gerald held the jacket up and looked at Ruby. She glared back at him.
âHere, Felicity,â he said. âTry it on for size.â
Felicity slid her arms inside the sleeves and wrapped the pure merino warmth around her. âOh, this is so cosy,â she said, smiling brightly. She folded up the cuffs to above her wrists. âThank you, Gerald.â
Ruby narrowed her eyes.
Gerald glared straight back at her. âThe least I could do,â he said. âFor my girlfriend.â
If the temperature around Ruby had dropped any lower it would have started to snow.
Chapter 5
T he moment Gerald walked into the Fairmont Hotel lounge, he spied his old school friend from Sydney.
âOx!â Gerald threw his arms around a stout lad of about fourteen and wrapped him in an enormous hug. âHowâre you going?â
Ox stood there for an awkward moment, his arms by his side. âUh, this is all very European,â he said, squirming to free himself. âYou do this to all the boys you know?â
Gerald laughed. âOnly the ugly ones,â he said. He looked at Ox for a few seconds, studying him. He hadnât seen him in six months. Then he gathered him up in another bear hug. âThe really ugly ones!â
Ox raised his eyes to the ceiling. âGerald,â he said. âI would like you to release me as this is making me uncomfortable.â
Gerald looked at his friend in surprise. âExcuse me?â
Ox cleared his throat and spoke a little louder. âYou are invading my personal space and I would like you to respect my wishes please.â
Gerald released his grip and took a step backwards. âAre you serious?â he asked.
Oxâs face broke into a broad grin. âSee! It works. How amazing is that?â
âWhat are you talking about?â
âMy assertiveness training,â Ox said. âPeople in the know call it A.T.â
âDo they?â
âOh yes. My mum booked me into some self- confidence classes so I can be more comfortable around girls. You remember how hopeless I was trying to talk to them.â
Gerald remembered. Even by his own rubbish standards when it came to dealing with girls, Ox brought new meaning to the word âuselessâ.
âThe classes have been fantastic,â Ox said. âIt turns out I was rude to girls because I was nervous around them. But the instructor has taught me a bunch of ways to relax and act natural whenever theyâre around. I can talk to girls now like theyâre normal people. You remember Madeleine from our history class?â
Geraldâs eyes bulged. He once had a major crush on Madeleine. But she hadnât responded all that well to his drawing of him rescuing her from a fire-breathing dragon.
âYou didnât ask Madeleine out, did you?â Gerald stared at Ox in awe.
âOf course I did,â Ox said, with a smug grin.
âWhat did she say?â
âShe said she wouldnât be seen dead with me unless I was the last human being on earth.â
âOh.â
âBut thatâs good,â Ox said.
âHow is that good?â
âWhen I asked her the time before that she gave me a flat ânoâ. So
Isaac Asimov, Robert Silverberg