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Chapter 8

Five 'o' clock rolled round faster than I expected with my mind full of what if's and I soon found myself standing outside the sitting room door eager for more answers.

“Come in Alexi.” Peter called out before I could knock. Either the guy had really good hearing for an old man or he was psychic.

“Hi.” I greeted not sure what to say now that I was in front of the man again. I took a seat on the sofa once again, noticing the tray of sandwiches on the end table and my stomach grumbled, I hadn’t eaten much lunch and had been walking for hours.

“Help yourself to food.” Peter suggested, motioning in the direction of

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