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‘I still have some vodka,’ she announced as they reached the door. She

held her key card in her glove and tapped it against the scanner. e door
opened.
‘Listen,’ Hugo mumbled, conspiratorially, ‘if you want to know more, meet
me in the communal kitchen in five minutes.’

And Nora felt her heart race, but this time she had no ladle or saucep an to
bang. She didn’t particularly like this Hugo character, but was far too
intrigued not to hear what he had to say. And she also wanted to know if he
could be trusted.

‘Okay,’ she said. ‘I’ll be there.’