Lea had gleaned little from Alessio over the course of their time together and he remained a mystery man in many ways. Initially this had been fine as it was nothing more than a fling but as the days together lengthened she became more curious about him as her feelings grew for him.
Trying not to come across as too needy or too much like a journalist, she played it cool and only asked questions around the edges that weren't too intrusive or more importantly color his opinion of her.
However, the one response to a question he'd posed that stuck in her mind was when she asked about the type of business he was in.
Her journalistic nose twitched when he said that he was a importer of Indo-chinese homewares for the European market. And although she couldn't quite put her finger on it, there was just something that didn't quite seem right...she could feel it.
True, it was obvious that he was comfortable in Asia and obvious that he must of visited many times before, but when she had commented on their hosts beautiful homewares and in particular the statues and ornaments that adorned this magnificent home he paid scant attention and made no comment.
In addition, Lea had observed an intense discussion between Alessio and their gracious host, but from a distance she was unable to make out what was being said.
Yet, this seemed so out of place for the man she thought she knew.
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