Hidey-hole

When Livia called him back after about fifteen minutes, Paolo didn’t know quite what to expect. He was a little surprised to find her composed and almost businesslike.

“You OK now,” he asked.

“I’m fine now. Sorry about that. Now... I promised to tell you what I’ve done.” she replied.

“We visited the Cayman Islands, so I decided to open a bank account there. After all, a girl might need a hidey-hole now and then. And of course it’s now Paolo, isn’t it?”

Fearing trouble, “Huh?” was all Paolo could manage.

“I’ll text the account details in a moment.”