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18‘We’ve been invited out for dinner.’ Ben walked into Jamie’s flat, hands in pocket, face serious. Jamie was about to remind him they weren’t meant to be seeing each other at the moment and then thought better of it. She needed to talk to him, to have him close. ‘Who with?’ ‘Gabriela Salek.’ ‘You’re kidding me? The reporter? It’s bad enough my being with you, let alone some reporter. They asked about you today, you know. Knew you weren’t that woman’s uncle, know your background, and your reputation.’ ‘Have they checked the security tapes yet?’ Ben didn’t seem concerned in the slightest. ‘Yes and they found nothing. Nothing they shared with me anyway. One of the techies said the tape had a glitch in it, some sort of shadowy thing that disrupted recording. Highly suspicious, but doesn