‘I’ll take that cup from you,’ Abby vowed and spoke to the screen. ‘You’ll go out the loser you really are.’
Matteo was right: it was all about mind games.
Today Hunter and the other teams would find out that Matteo Di Sione was considering coming on board.
And that would rattle them.
The Di Sione empire was amazing—from shipping, to apps, to computers, they had their hand in everything and had money everywhere.
Matteo was right again: she needed to ooze confidence, not dread.
Maybe now was not the time to be spending money on clothes when she was worried about the hotel bill but there were slim pickings in her wardrobe.
There was a dress that might have been handy for dinner yesterday but wasn’t suitable for a gala event.
And then there was the dress that Abby had sworn she would wear if they ever made it to the podium.
It was sexy; it was the colour of tarnished silver with a slight green hue and just way too much for today.
Truth be known, Abby could never see herself having the confidence to wear it—wherever they placed.
She knew that she would have to buy something for today.
Abby signed into her bank account and blinked when she saw the balance.
Oh, my God!
Matteo had meant what he said about ensuring they had every chance of winning.
Nervous, excited and more than a little bit relieved, instead of quickly dressing and hitting the
shops Abby dealt with serious business first and rang down to Reception. Having made the necessary arrangements, she called Pedro.
‘Hi,’ Abby said when he picked up.
‘Abby, I don’t have time to talk.’ Pedro’s tone was clipped. ‘I am just going down to the pool and then I’m hitting the gym.’
‘About that,’ Abby said. ‘Pedro, I’ve just spoken with Reception and you’re being moved to a suite with its own lap pool and gym.’
‘You’re serious?’
‘I am. Someone’s already on their way to move your things.’
‘Abby, thanks,’ Pedro said. ‘This will really help with my training.’
‘Good.’
It seemed like an unnecessary luxury, but Abby knew that it wasn’t. The facilities in Dubai were stunning and she knew only too well that the other top teams would be utilizing them. Pedro would be out running in the midday heat. He would do everything he could to get his body prepared for the race and so it was very nice to be able to give him this.
Now she could concentrate on getting ready for today.
The shopping in Dubai was supposed to be amazing too but Abby really didn’t have the time or the inclination to explore. There were, though, some boutiques on the ground floor of the hotel and one had caught her eye when they checked in.
It wasn’t one of the famous international designers; instead it was a niche boutique from a local designer and tentatively Abby stepped inside.
The dresses were exquisite and, when the assistant found out where she was going today, she took Abby under her wing.
Abby had studied fashion for a year; she could mentally dress anyone so long as it wasn’t herself. Even though she had been pushed into it by her father, Abby had vaguely enjoyed it and knew what she liked—and understated was it!