I had not left the building.After losing the man in the corridor I had doubled back twice, taken the long route around the east wing, checked the stairwells and the exit near the car park.Whoever he was, he knew the layout well enough to disappear into it cleanly and quickly, which told me he had not walked through this building once or twice. He knew it.I came back through the main corridor slowly and kept to the side, close to the wall, moving at the pace of someone with somewhere to be but no particular urgency about it. My eyes went ahead of me, then to the rooms on either side, then back ahead. Every face I passed got two seconds of attention. Staff, visitors, anyone moving through the space.Everything looked normal.That was the problem.I had stopped trusting normal inside this building and normal kept presenting itself, kept offering itself as evidence that I was wrong to be here, wrong to be watching, wrong to be reading something dangerous into an ordinary hospital co
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