I'm sick of all this pointless glamour,' his glamorous
girlfriend said.
'I want a simple life.'
If only Connor McNab had listened. Now Philomena is off to
California, allegedly on a fashion shoot, but he doesn't know where
she is staying and a sinking feeling tells him that she might never
come back.
Connor's friend Jeremy Green is no help: he is the 'famous
short-story writer' (which they both agree is an oxymoron) with an
imminent publication date and some people holding his dog to ransom
for reasons too Machiavellian to blurb. Connor s sister Brook,
genius mathematician and anorexic, is too busy anguishing over
Rwanda and Bosnia. His editor at Ciao Bella is only
concerned about the suddenly elusive celebrity of the month. Thanks
goodness for Pallas, a knock-out table dancer with a heart of
gold.
