He got back into bed. But he couldn’t sleep. He kept on imagining noises from the
walkway—and the front door. Then he
realised that there were noises.
Somebody was tinkering with the lock.
What the fuck!
He leaned over to Cody and whispered
in his ear, “Wake up, love!”
Cody turned over and grumbled
sleepily.
Luigi shook him. “Wake up!” he hissed.
“What?” said Cody, sudden alarm in his
face.
“There’s someone trying to break
in. At the front door.”
“It’s him!” Cody became instantly
awake.
“Maybe,” said Luigi
noncommittally.
“What shall we do?” asked Cody, his
face white.
“Call the police.” Suiting action to words, Cody grabbed his
mobile, and dialed triple-zero.
“Which service please? Police, Fire or
Ambulance?” The very unruffled matter-of-fact
voice answering his panicked dialing calmed him.
He was put through to the police and
told the dispatcher what was happening.
“We’ll be there as soon as we can,”
the dispatcher promised.
As he disconnected, he heard the front
door open.
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