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keys up from the rack in the main hall.
    “Oh, and Gerry!” she said hastily before he could escape. Gerry turned and looked upon her queerly, clearly frustrated and awaited her next demand. “I need another new remote for my TV!” she said with a devious smile. Gerry simply smiled with very little surprise and nodded with amusement.
    “All grown up…” he said to himself quietly. “Fuck! If I were twenty years younger!” he said jokingly before joining the others in the great clean-up.
    Alex opened the front doors and the sunlight roared into the main hall, lighting up the normally cold statues, antiques and marble floor.
    “Fuck that!” she said to herself as she put on her shades and ventured out over the gravel drive, passing motionless and empty Limousines; their hot metal surfaces trembling in the morning heat.
    She pulled out her keys and pressed a button, instantly her car started and she leisurely walked up to it as its roof slowly opened. Suddenly, she paused briefly, thinking and wondering. She looked down at the city in the distance and watched all the people fussing about as the fairground bellowed in the horizon. Roller coasters thundered around tracks and stray balloons drifted homelessly into the air, cries of excitement and screams of fun filled the air far away. Alex leapt over her car door and stood on her seat as she quickly realized that city was going to be deafening today more than ever; she needed to get away, but to aggravate a hangover was never a good idea. She turned and looked up at the cliff side behind the mansion, smiling smugly before dropping into her seat and speeding off.
    Behind Beaumont Abbey was a small cliff about fifty feet high, covered in trees and woodland with a single road leading up to its peak. Up there was what some called Beaumont Drop, a cliff edge of grass and trees that watched over the whole lake and deep into Blackwater City. It was named in the early 1800s by staff because a member of the Beaumont family leapt from there to his death in what was said to be a suicide. Alex often went up there when she wanted quiet time, just time alone to enjoy the clean air and take in the amazing scenery and breath-taking horizon, and since it was only accessible to Beaumont’s and their staff, she always got exactly what she wanted, peace.
    Alex pulled up to the edge and switched off the motor and sighed. The birds around her sung merrily and crickets chattered invisibly around her. She took out her phone and checked her messages before throwing it on the dashboard. Alex sat staring at her phone, her face blank but her mind full of unsettling worry. To say Alex was concerned about Collette was an understatement.
    Collette and Alex spoke daily, up until recently; but in the last few months, it seemed like Collette had mysteriously vanished from the face of the Earth. According to the rotors, Collette was on a month’s annual leave, seeing her family in England, but that was two months ago. She even asked her father if he knew anything, to which his response was less than sympathetic.
    The sun glazed down upon her and she merely sat there enjoying the tranquillity; her whole life was suddenly still and silent; no maids rushing around after her, no bickering with her father and no people were dashing around her. She swiftly put on the radio and flicked through the pre-sets until unexpectedly, she came across a local station, running a debate about her father and his shortcomings as mayor. Alex smiled and dropped her seat back, placing her feet on the windscreen and listened with amusement as opponents of her father said what they had to say.
    Blackwater Radio CCG – 12th April, 2012
    Spokesman: “… That’s not what I am saying, but what I will put on record, is that Blackwater has never been more prosperous under corporation backing!”
    Newsreader: “By backing, you obviously mean control!”
    Spokesman: “Nonsense! The Beaumont Corporation has pumped nine-million