The Stolen Ones by Gwyn Bennett EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Gwyn Bennett
- Language: English
- Genre: Serial Killer Thrillers
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FOUR MONTHS LATER
‘Our final lot is this simply beautiful piece designed by Jersey’s own
jewellery queen, Catherine Best. This dew drop necklace features a subtle
pink Mabe pearl suspended on a bar of white gold. Hand-crafted and a
timeless classic with a modern edge, it looks elegant and simply divine.
Who will start the bidding at five hundred?’
Saskia Monet watched the auctioneer’s eyes scan the audience
expectantly, proffering the delicate-pink drop necklace. In front of him were
twenty tables of mostly women, dressed in expensive designer summer
outfits, their fingers, wrists and throats already dripping in diamonds and
gold. The tables ran along the terrace of the luxury Atlantic Hotel and into
the garden in front of the turquoise pool. Large plant pots, mature shrubs,
and trees under the cobalt-blue skies gave the setting a Mediterranean feel,
aided by the hot, bright sun.
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Behind the auctioneer a slight breeze blew off the water below the
headland carrying the scent of salt and sea that mingled with the natural
perfume of the garden and the heady odours of Jean Patou, Paco Rabanne,
and Chanel. From where Saskia sat beside the prison governor, she could
see the golden sands of St Ouen curving away beneath them. The English
Channel a perfect reflection of the skies above.
A manicured hand shot up from a table. The auctioneer looked to his
right. The woman, in her forties with long black hair, giggled with her lunch
companions.
‘Table four at five hundred,’ he said, tipping his head to her. ‘Who will
give me a thousand?’
Another hand directly in front of him was raised into the bright
sunshine.
‘Thank you. This is worth over two and a half thousand pounds, and
please remember every penny is going towards the rehabilitation of Jersey’s
prisoners.’ His hand reached to his neckline. Saskia suspected that he
regretted the decision to wear a black suit and bow tie in this heat. His face
was damp with perspiration and red.
‘One thousand five hundred!’ a female voice shouted across the lawn
that separated his small raised platform from the tables. Saskia looked over
to the new bidder, a woman in a red Dior sundress with matching lipstick. A
waiter was serving another bottle of champagne to her and the table,
including to the only man in the group, who gave no recognition to him
before the waiter slipped away.
The woman who had made the bid leaned into her male lunch
companion. Saskia couldn’t hear what was said, but it was clear he’d given
her a compliment because she batted her hand and eyelashes at him.
He picked up his champagne, taking the tiniest sip. Pale-blue eyes
looked out from under a full head of lustrous black hair that sported subtle
copper highlights thanks to the sun. He’d allowed some strands to fall
across his tanned forehead. A relaxed look that went with his open-necked
white linen shirt, and trousers which matched the colour of Jersey’s
beaches. Aged around thirty, he was on a table of women, all of whom were
more than ten years older than him and all of whom wore their wealth.
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