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Chapter 2
The six foot five Matt Rodgers sat crammed into his seat, waiting not all that patiently for the doors of the aeroplane to be opened. He’d had a very long flight; although he was able to get out and stretch his legs when the plane had refuelled in Singapore, Matt was looking forward to a shower and a warm bed. Peering out at the rain-drenched airport from his window seat, he said, “Bloody hell, I’ve swapped the heat of New South Wales for this? I must be mad.” The woman who had sat next to him during the whole flight giggled. Touching his knee yet again, she said, “I know what you mean, but it’ll be good to see what Chrissie is like during a winter.” “Yeah, it’ll be interesting,” Matt said, lifting the woman’s hand and placing it back by her side. The woman, Mary, had been coming on to h
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