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At least they didn’t stop me from going up to the eighth floor of Weston Block to look in on Bic and his family, which might have been interesting because he had serious muscle and I was in a black enough mood to have pushed it. But as it was I walked on across the forecourt and in through the double doors while Gwillam was still deep in murmured confab with his minions.
But the lifts were out, so I went around to the external staircase and started my trek into the sky, not looking round in case I locked eyes with Gwillam and he called me back.
It was the tall woman with the cat’s cradles wound around her hands.
‘Father Gwillam changed his mind,’ she said, simply, stopping three steps below me. I noticed, impressed, that she wasn’t out of breath after her sprint up the stairs. A childhood infatuation with Ellen Ripley stirred in the depths of my hindbrain and reminded me of the space where once it had sat enthroned in my libido.
‘About what?’ I asked.
‘About the boy. He said if you let one of us come with you, to make sure nothing goes wrong, you can do it.’
‘I already told you—’ I began. But she lifted a school-marmish finger to shut me up.
‘Double blind. Whoever goes with you doesn’t get to know the address, and you do whatever you need to do to make sure they don’t get a clear look at the route.
‘I’ll think about it,’ I said, but it was only for form’s sake. I wasn’t going to get a better offer, and we didn’t have any other choices left. Rather than let her see how emphatically and irrevocably up a³rre fogainst the wall I felt, I turned and started walking again.
She fell in behind me, keeping a respectful three paces’ distance until we got to the eighth floor.
‘I don’t need an escort,’ I said over my shoulder.
‘No? Still get it for free, do you?’"
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