“Oh, I don’t know,” he pondered for a moment. “Other than making a cuppa?” He could at least say she was pretty good at that but it wasn’t so terribly hard that he couldn’t master it. “You certainly take it up the ass better than I ever could.” Now that was fact.

If it were ever discussed, he would argue that Jessica was far more public. Their relationship had eyes on them and friends, colleagues and families. No one knew Fleabag was in his life or he in hers. So it would actually be far easier for him to murder her without a trace. Especially if he was supposed to be dead.

“Quite the business woman you’re turning out to be. Plan to set up franchises?”