One Night Only (120 page)

Thi
s
ha
d
bee
n
he
r
idea
.
Sh
e
ha
d
bee
n
excite
d
abou
t
the spontaneit
y
o
f
i
t
all
.
Eage
r
t
o
prov
e
tha
t
Poll
y
coul
d
let h
e
r
hai
r
dow
n
an
d
relax
,
jus
t
lik
e
sh
e
coul
d
.
.
.
kee
n
t
o
show
Rut
h
Monagha
n
tha
t
sh
e
wa
s a
confident
,
successfu
l
woman
despit
e
al
l
th
e
bullyin
g
o
f
day
s
gon
e
b
y
.
.
.
determine
d
to sho
w
poo
r
we
e
Gin
a
tha
t
ther
e
wa
s
lif
e
afte
r
livin
g
wi
t
h
an
abusiv
e
man
.

I
t
ha
d
al
l
bee
n
he
r
idea
.

S
o
wh
y
ha
d
i
t
al
l
gon
e
s
o
horribl
y
wrong
?

“Don
’
t
cr
y
,
Poll
y
,
”
sai
d
Gina
.
“Pleas
e
don
’
t
cr
y
.
”

The
y
pulle
d
u
p
outsid
e
th
e
Cov
e
Countr
y
Clu
b
an
d
the
taxi-ma
n
awaite
d
hi
s
payment
.

“That
’
s
forty-fiv
e
euro
,
ladies,
”
h
e
said
.
“Forty-fiv
e
euro.”
“Forty-fiv
e
euro
,
please
!
”
sai
d
Gina
.
“An
d
yo
u
don
’
t
hav
e
t
o
repea
t
yourself
.
W
e
hear
d
yo
u
th
e
firs
t
time
,
you
robbin
g
thief
!
W
e
kno
w
yo
u
tax
i
driver
s
talk!
”

Th
e
frigh
t
o
f
wha
t
ha
d
happene
d
t
o
T
es
s
ha
d
sobered he
r
u
p
a
lo
t
an
d
sh
e
ha
d
foun
d
a
secon
d
win
d
o
n
the journe
y
hom
e
an
d
wa
s
no
w
surprisin
g
hersel
f
a
t
ho
w
she
coul
d
tak
e
charg
e
o
f
thing
s
whe
n
i
t
reall
y
cam
e
t
o
it
.
She’d
neve
r
fel
t
enoug
h
confidenc
e
t
o
b
e
a
leade
r
type
,
bu
t
Polly
neede
d
he
r
an
d
sh
e
ha
d
t
o
buc
k
hersel
f
u
p
an
d
stop alway
s
playin
g
th
e
‘poo
r
Gina
’
rol
e
an
d
sh
e
wa
s
feeling
ver
y
comfortabl
e
bein
g
boss
.

Sh
e
hande
d
th
e
taxi-ma
n
hi
s
mone
y
an
d
the
y
climbed
ou
t
o
f
th
e
ca
r
.

“Congratulation
s
o
n
you
r
bi
g
win!
”
sai
d
th
e
ma
n
and Gin
a
slamme
d
th
e
doo
r
.

Poll
y
looke
d
a
mes
s
an
d
sh
e
smelle
d
eve
n
worse
.
Her
lovel
y
re
d
jumpsui
t
wa
s
staine
d
wit
h
bee
r
an
d
th
e
crotch
sea
m
wa
s
comin
g
apart
,
s
o
Gin
a
mad
e
sur
e
tha
t
Polly
positione
d
he
r
handba
g
ove
r
th
e
offendin
g
hol
e
t
o
avoid an
y
stare
s
whe
n
the
y
wen
t
int
o
th
e
ver
y
pos
h
foye
r
o
f
this
ver
y
pos
h
establishment
.

“Shoul
d
I
phon
e
Rob?
”
aske
d
Poll
y
a
s
the
y
walked throug
h
th
e
revolvin
g
doors
.
I
t
wa
s
wel
l
afte
r
on
e
no
w
and
sh
e
wa
s
terrifie
d
o
f
wha
t
wa
s
goin
g
t
o
happe
n
t
o
he
r
siste
r
.
“No
,
no
t
yet,
”
sai
d
Gina
.
“Let
’
s
jus
t
ge
t
change
d
and freshene
d
u
p
a
bi
t
an
d
the
n
we’l
l
tr
y
an
d
ge
t
ou
r
heads roun
d
wha
t
w
e
ca
n
d
o
fo
r
T
ess
.
W
e
nee
d
t
o
chec
k
on
Sleepin
g
Beaut
y
too
.
I
hop
e
sh
e
go
t
bac
k
her
e
oka
y
.
”