Jason turned round, half expecting to see Brent behind
him, but the door was empty. He went
back into the hallway, and feeling all at once an unaccountable urgency, almost
terror, he lifted his jeans from the floor and pulled his mobile out of the
front pocket. It was blinking, informing
him of a waiting message.
His heart pounding, Jason swiped his finger across the
face of the mobile. There was a message
from the phone company telling him that Luigi had phoned him. More than 20 minutes ago! Without any clear idea of how, he knew that
something had happened. Don’t be silly, a part of him soothed, there are a hundred reasons why Luigi could
have phoned. But another part of his
brain queried that. Now? Why so early in the
morning? He selected the message and
unlocked the phone. His fingers trembled
and his hand shook.
He listened to the voicemail, his heart beating so
fast and hard it made him feel sick.. “Jason, it’s him!
He’s in the flat!”
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