“I can see that you really do love each other.”Fabian smiled.“So, I’d like to help.”
“We’d appreciate it,” Caroline replied.“We have the money.”
“In Swiss francs?”Fabian’s attention shifted from her to me.
“Yes, in francs,” I assured him, thinking of the stacks of cash we had in the bag under the table.“Is there a way we can see your properties online?”
Reaching into his pocket, Fabian produced his phone and searched for the website advertising his letting business.
“Here.”He passed the phone to me.“I have six in total, but three are currently occupied.Look at numbers three, five, and six.”
Passing the phone to Caroline, I decided to find out a little more about our unknown benefactor.
“Bist du hier, Fabian?”I asked, inquiring whether he was local to the area.
“Ich wohne 15 km entfent,” he told me with a nod.“Your German is very good, Adam.”
“Danke.I had the opportunity to study multiple languages as a younger man.”
“Such an asset.”Fabian nodded.“Languages are so useful to know.”
“Number five looks lovely.”Caroline turned Fabian’s phone in my direction.“What do you think, darling?”
Suppressing the laughter that rose at her choice of vocabulary, my focus fell to the screen.She’d never called me darling before.Until recently, she’d never have dared refer to me as anything other than ‘sir’.
“It looks ideal,” I agreed, casting an eye over its credentials.“Can we have it for a week, Fabian?”
I didn’t even bother to ask the cost.Whatever it was, I would pay it.
“Absolutely.”Fabian nodded.“If you follow me by taxi to my office, you can have the keys within an hour.”
Chapter Twelve
Caroline
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