Beatrice scrutinised the contents of the mini-bar. She leaned back on her stilettos, and sighed.
'Caspian, I'm going out to get some supplies. Will you come?'
Caspian groaned from the bed. 'I don't feel well.'
'Painkillers?'
'Ja.'
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The Corona Kabuff - A Beatrice Deft Short
Mystery / ThrillerThe London Book Fair has been cancelled. Coronavirus. Where does that leave Beatrice Deft, International Publishing Consultant, and the international publishing business? And how does this question relate to a lover from her past, a luxury Italian h...
