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The traffic fumes were making her eyes burn. She was walking from Bristol Temple Meads station to the court and the roads were so wide and alike she wondered if she was lost.

She was trying to concentrate on the route, the barely known landmarks – she was sure she remembered that purple wall to her right from yesterday – but Rafe was crowding out everything else, as usual.