‘Yes.’ Ben stared dumbfounded.
‘Goodbye, Ben. Come on, Flick.’
Lisa led the way out of the flat.
Neither Lisa nor Felicity breathed until they reachedthe car and put the boxes down. Felicity wrapped her arms around Lisa.
‘Bloody hell, I’m proud of you!’
‘I’m shaking!’
‘I know, but you did it.’
‘I did, didn’t I?’
‘Yep! And watching was even more satisfying than my thought of kneeing him where it hurts!’
