"Archer, Geoffrey - The Burma Legacy" - читать интересную книгу автора (Archer Geoffrey)

The space where Midge had lain was empty. He found her in the galley
making coffee, still wearing the tee-shirt and briefs she'd slept in. The sight
of her neat behind and slim brown thighs as she stuck bread under the grill
brought him fully awake.
"Been up long?" He rubbed his eyes. The bulkhead clock said 7.15.
"Half the bloody night. You were snoring like a walrus."
"Sorry."
"How does Julie put up with it?"
"Elbows me in the ribs and I turn over. If you hadn't been so against
laying your hands on my body . . ."
"Yeah, yeah . . ."
"Any sign of life next door?"
"Nope." She turned and looked quizzically at him. "Who d'you reckon
sleeps with whom over there?"
"Jimmy has Jan," said Sam firmly.
"You'd think. Only he's not getting any. That guy was gagging for it last
night. And why itch to make out with me if he had that little Thai poppet
to play with?"
"Maybe you've got a better bum."
She raised a contemptuous eyebrow. "Seriously, I don't get the
impression Jan's his playmate. She's more like a minder."
"And Vicky?"
"Does the cooking - and anything else Nige wants. Looks to me like he
found her in some bar. Not a very classy bar at that."
"Thai police have anything on them?"
"Nothing useful. They tailed Jimmy to the airport, which is where Jan
joined him. But they don't know who she is. The name on her ticket
didn't fit anything on official records."
"So," Sam murmured, taking the coffee Midge offered him, "where do
we go from here, Inspector?"
"Whatever happens, we stick with him."
"And if he doesn't tell us where he's going?"
"Then I'll have to make it clear I just can't bear to be parted from him."
She set her jaw, her eyes steely with determination.
After they'd breakfasted and tidied the saloon, she handed him the
wrench he'd used on the engine.
"I found this on the floor. Don't want to nag, but it probably has a
) home."
"Leave it by the cooker and I'll put it away in a while."
They washed, put on shorts and fresh tee-shirts, then went on deck to
top up the water tank from a hose on the pontoon.
It was well after nine before Squires made an appearance, leaning over
the rail of the Estelle's sundeck. When he spoke, there was a coolness to his
voice that made them both uneasy.
"Off shortly, are you?"
"We were just talking about that," Sam hedged. "What about you?"
"The girls have gone shopping. Nige and I plan to relax until they get
back. He's still in his pit, lazy bugger. Then we'll see. Might go north to
Phang Nga, maybe over to Phi-Phi. Jan's got a friend visiting today."
Sam's antennae twitched. There'd been no mention of a visitor last