There it was .Just one flicker over the crest of the waves . Its was enough for Bickford .Sitting in the small room with its wooden seat . A newspaper clip on the wall of small squares of paper hung loosely and a sawdust bin empty of contents . He positioned his flashlight to the hole in the timber door where a knot he pried out earlier allowed him to survey the area .
Would she see it . The quick flashes of light . He waited watching her intensely . Filling the atrium of his mind like a desert .Brown and red colours of different levels entered his mind .Like a pipe organ guiding his next move. The colours of the sails plain in white dotted the sky of horizon as the fishing boats ported through the harbor mouth .
A dark pole leading to the terraces of Monaco . How he long to be changed into his swashing waistcoat of the gambler . Long Pinstripes of silver and black adorned his waistcoat Silken smooth feeling of his gold fob with its lucky 13 links .The roulette wheel of thought was drifting slowly like and ebbing tide.
How could he do it.
He reached into his duffle bag for the light .A basket of goodies as he felt around .Always prepared.
You could sense the admiration of the double agent as her mind ticked over checking scruples of information as she herded the people in the races . Would he be here. Today . Some how she was drawn to him to this place .This very time . Too four corners of the world they would travel .
She stepped quietly .An uncertain feeling come across her .Would they also come for her .She didnt know if she overstepped the mark .Like a weighted dice she rolled the thought away .Always landing one side .Oh how she longed for him .To feel the sensation of the chase was one thing .But to feel his strong muscles .To run his fingers through his hair . Those strings muscles .Always getting stronger .The tone of his voice .That dark mysterious man she found fascinating . She could almost feel the bushy whiskers of his sideburns tickling into the crook of her neck bringing giggles of delight .
The maze of two squares An emblem of two minds carried on in her thoughts.How she loved to be taken over by him . To have him lead her . Take her into his arms .Some temptation just out of reach .Ever so gentle she encouraged the thoughts . The taste just out of reach .Some hint of flavour .A small scent to follow .She could just smell it .That whisp of Bay rum .Just out of reach it drew her to him.
