I've heard the tramp of footsteps running up thestairs and into the bathroom. Open the door. She putone hand on a lamppost for support and felt her heart struggling tokeep up its job. Thatcan't Lynley's mobile rang.
She flipped it on and Lynley nodded at her to take the call, so shesaid, Havers here. Or someone. She took the route along Kensington Gore. ticed at once in the dark and the rain, thereby assuring she'd be deadwhen someone finally did find her.
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