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leant against it. “Dave Bentham in your pocket?”
    “No, he is straighter than a math teacher’s ruler.”
    “How do I know I can trust you?”
    “Look, by rights I should be dragging you out by your hair for making my life awkward. But I soon realised it was an opportunity to break free.” Serge rested his head against the door. “I have saved you many a time from Vlad’s wicked hands. He will never let you go.”
    “I want him to leave me alone. I don’t want to see him again.”
    “I really do care for you and I won’t be able to live with myself if you don’t come with me. You really can’t stay here.”
    Tanya opened the door. “I’m not going to Mold ava.”
    “I don’t care where you go. But you’re not staying here.”
    “Right, I’ll get my stuff.”
    “Great. Take only what you can carry … and hurry up.”
    * * * *
    Serge stood in the hallway and listened to Tanya moving around upstairs. Shaking his head, he watched as she struggled down the stairs with a large suitcase. “Shit Tanya, you’ve only been here two days, how did you manage to buy all that?”
    “There’s a street of charity shops around the corner.”
    “Keeping low profile then, I see?”
    “I hate daytime TV.”
    Tanya sat in the plush Range Rover and glanced at Serge as he climbed inside. “Thanks Serge.”
    “No problem.”
    “So, where are we going?”
    “The airport.”
    “Then what?”
    Serge placed the key into the ignition, “You ask too many questions.”
    Tanya watched the passing traffic from the window. The Range Rover glided across the tarmac of the motorway, switching from lane to lane. For the first time in a long time she felt free.
    Serge parked the Range Rover on the top level of the concrete multi-storey car park. “Pass me your phone, all of them.”
    “Even the one the police gave me?”
    “Yeah, hand them over.”
    “Why the police one?”
    “Vlad will track them. Even if the police are playing straight, he won’t be far behind.” Serge took the phones from Tanya’s hands, switched them off and placed them in a plastic bag. “Right, come on, let’s go.”
    Tanya stood outside the Range Rover holding her wheeled luggage in one hand, with a sports bag hanging from her other shoulder. She watched Serge empty a jerry can into the SUV’s fuel tank. “Why are you topping up, planning on coming back?”
    “Just giving Vlad another headache.”
    They hurried into the airport terminal. Glancing around at all the posters and billboards, Tanya started to dream of a sunnier life. She then noticed that Serge walked straight towards the exit. “How come we’re heading towards the train station? The terminal is behind us … The sun, sea and sand are all behind us ... And so is whatever is in fucking Moldova.”
    “The car is bugged.” Serge tossed the plastic bag into a cleaner’s dustcart.
    “So? The plane isn’t.”
    “I know. But he’ll send an army over there to hunt us both down.” Serge stepped onto the escalator.
    “Well let’s go to another country.”
    “I prefer to just let him think we have gone abroad. That will keep him nicely occupied for a good while.”
    Tanya huffed as she folded her arms. “How the hell did we get in this mess?”
    “Did you seriously just say that?”
    “All I was doing was the right thing. Vlad’s a bad man who needs to go down.”
    “He’s a powerful man with more contacts than the yellow pages. You should have thought about that before you hatched this little plan of yours.”
    “Hey, this is as much your fault as mine.”
    “Yeah? And how did you work that one out?”
    “You’re his brains. You gave him the means for him to be what he is today. If it weren’t for you, he’d just be a low-life thug, dealing pot to school kids. But thanks to you he runs a multimillion dollar trafficking business.”
    “Fuck, you’re pretty clever for a blond e.”
    Tanya chuckled and bashed him with her wheeled luggage. “You’re quite thick for