“If you’d seen how crazy he was and how she was stabbing him in the neck you’d have kept out of it too. There was blood everywhere. They were both ‘goners’ by the time I emerged!”
“But it didn’t stop you pinching the diamond ring from her finger...”
“It wasn’t on....” Paolo was about to say that the ring wasn’t on her finger, when he stopped himself.
“It wasn’t on what?” demanded Sofia, her sixth sense working overtime.
“It wasn’t on... display.” He’d hesitated. A mistake.
“So where the hell was it, Paolo? Where did you find it?