ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

Enough is enough ... something has to be done.

Another session with a sympathetic police team and I felt I was getting nowhere with them. I came away with the feeling of 'lights on but nobody home'.

They'd written this off as a celebrity stalker and probably felt that a rich, spoilt bitch like me was getting all that I deserved.

Thank God that Tomas was doing incredibly well, someone was answering my prayers, and that was one major relief for me.

Nico? Now this is sick.

After I had seen the picture and the lock of hair that had been sent to me Cassie and I had frantically called the Milanese hotel he was staying in and his mobile, desparate to get in touch, to see if he was OK, if he was still alive .... I went cold at the thought ...

After several attempts my phone rang, it was Nico.

'What's up babe?' his voice was deep and calm as always, 'you sound like you've seen the devil!'

'Maybe I have..' I replied.

Nico was fine! Thank God for that, Nico was fine! the picture was fake, this was some sick bastard ....

I explained all to Nico who was shocked, 'Do you want me to come back to London? I'm booked for another few days but I'll cancel it, no problem?'

It was nice of him to offer but although I could probably do with some mind-blowing sex with him to take my mind off this I needed to stay focused.

I arranged for Cass, Millie and Helen to meet up with me at my apartment later.

Millie arrived, frazzled yet focused. Her large brown eyes welled with tears as she hugged me, 'Amanda, what a nightmare, I've been so worried'.

Helen was next, she breezed in, chic beautiful and manicured to within an inch of her life. 'We'll get this bastard Amanda, she's not going to get away with this....'

Last was Cassie, cool and savvy, she chucked her biker jacket onto the sofa before greeting us all.

'Got some news', she said as well all looked at her. Two leads and one name.'

Cassie knows how to make an entrance ..... that's for sure.