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Marina drove. She had her iPhone set for hands-free, and called Anni. It went to voicemail.

‘Hi, Anni, listen, it’s me. I know you’re on your way but I just wanted to get the ball rolling. I didn’t want to sit around waiting and do nothing, it would have driven me mad. So I decided to pay a call on Maddy Mingella, another of Hugo Gwilym’s… I don’t know, victims? I could be polite and say girlfriends or conquests, but, you know. Anyway. Long story short, she wanted to help but her boyfriend didn’t. Said they had something already in place. I didn’t like him, Anni. Got a very bad vibe from him. So I stuck around afterwards. Just in case.’ She laughed. ‘You taught me well. Always follow a hunch. So I’m following them. And he’s driving a very unstudenty car, which makes me even more suspicious of him. No one I was at college with drove a Lexus four-by-four. I’m rambling again and I’m sure this is going to cut me off, so, to the point. Judging from the route they’re taking, they’re on their way to Gwilym’s place. I’m going after them. We can’t let them mess things up, or tip him off. So. I know you’re on the way. I’ll meet you at his. I’ll text you the postcode when I’m there and you can stick it in your sat nav. See you soon…’

She hung up. Kept driving.