She’d guessed right. She gave a small giggle and dropped her gaze briefly, while simultaneously running her fingers through her loose hair. God, she was making herself cringe, but Cameron seemed to be buying into the act. ‘Blond. Good-looking. Great eyes. She also mentioned other attributes, but I can only go by what I can see.’

‘We could remedy that,’ he said, moving to the side of the pumps and resting both arms on the bar.

Steph smiled and took another sip of her drink. If he thought this was going to go any further, he’d be disappointed, but until then she needed to capitalise on her position. ‘Look, I’ll be straight with you,’ she said, acknowledging that she actually wasn’t going to be. ‘Elizabeth did talk to me about you, told me you were her yoga teacher, but she also said she knew you well, if you know what I mean – that you two were close.’

‘It was a couple of years ago now. I’m really sorry about what happened to her but …’ He paused and lowered his voice. ‘Yes, we were close, but it was just a bit of fun. It certainly wasn’t worth all the hassle it caused.’

For some reason it annoyed Steph that Cameron was dismissing Elizabeth so easily, as if she wasn’t very important. ‘She thought it was a bit more than that. She risked quite a lot.’ OK, she didn’t know that for a fact, but Steph had an overwhelming urge to fight Elizabeth’s corner, and a little liberty with the truth wasn’t the end of the world.

Cameron straightened up. ‘Why are you asking all this?’ A frown creased his forehead. ‘What did you say your name was?’

‘I’m Steph. I’m asking because I miss her, that’s all. I came up here with the intention of going to see her husband, Harry, but I know they weren’t getting on that well and I’m not sure I’d be welcomed by the Sinclairs.’

Cameron gave a snort. ‘Yeah, they’re not exactly the most welcoming bunch.’

‘I tried to phone Harry but he didn’t want to speak to me. I just wanted to talk about Elizabeth, that’s all.’ She ran her finger around the edge of her glass. ‘You don’t sound like you’re their biggest fan.’

Cameron eyed her, this time without his Casanova gaze. ‘Not exactly. Now, do you want to cut the bullshit and tell me what you’re really doing here?’

Steph knew the game was up and kicked herself. She might as well come clean. She had nothing to lose and so much to gain. Cameron was hardly likely to go blabbing to the Sinclairs either. ‘OK. Elizabeth’s mother, Sonia Lomas, asked me to do some digging. She’s not convinced her daughter’s death was an accident. I’m sure you know that anyway.’

‘I’d heard.’