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she’s not with the rest of the group, I found them alright, just around the
corner, they were loading back onto a minibus but she wasn't with them, I watched until
they drove off, she never made it back to the bus.’
Geth turned sharply to look at the younger man, concern making his voice hard.
‘So she’s alone in London with no money, nothing? Get the boys out there looking
for her, she can’t have got far, when she finds the rest have left without her and
remembers where she left her bag she’ll try to get back here. It shouldn’t be too hard to
catch up with her’
Owain dropped the bag onto the big desk before leaving the room, leaving Geth to
thoughtfully pick up the garish bit of cloth filled with her bits and pieces that he hoped
would bring her back to him. Then without thinking he pushed it out of sight into one of the
deep drawers of the desk.
Lexie hurried, pushing her way through the throng of visitors and shoppers’ enjoying
a day out in London, even in this wide street with its generous pavement it was hard going.
She began to worry she was lost and panic made it harder to focus, harder to remember
what the building looked like, what it was called. It was getting late, if she did not find it
soon there was a good chance it would be empty, locked maybe if its staff had left at the
end of their working day, then she really would be in trouble. She stopped in a doorway for
a second to catch her breath and calm down. There’s no need to panic, she told herself
silently, no need at all and it doesn’t help. All you need to do is walk carefully back the way
you came and you will find it. It’s a building not a needle in a haystack, think and
concentrate. Anyway if the worst comes to the worst, all you need to do is find a policeman
and he will help ring a sister or two, who can be entirely relied upon to race to the rescue.
Feeling calmer and less breathless she regained the pavement and began to walk steadily,
studying the buildings as she passed them. It was between two big shop fronts, she
thought she remembered, but she had no idea what was displayed in them. She did
however remember the doorway was wide, stepped, with a huge black painted door
standing open, there had been a brass plate too with the building name on it, but try as
she might she couldn’t remember what that name was. She was just beginning to worry
that she’d gone too far when she saw it, she was sure this was it, Corporation House, that
was it, how could she have forgotten such an unimaginative name for an office building?
The door was still open and she hurried inside fully expecting to be challenged by a
doorman or some other GLM employee, she would just explain, maybe her bag had
already been found and handed in. She remembered the wide spacious foyer with its
marble tiled floors and walls, it was empty now though and the big clock confirmed her
fear, its hands showing the time as five forty five, quarter of an hour past clocking off time
for most, so she hurried on up the wide staircase to the room the conference had been
held in. Pushing open the door she tentatively looked around, all the chairs were still in
place but there was nothing under any of them. Lexie stopped in her tracks, worry flooding
through her, don’t panic, it must have been found and handed in, that was it, it was safely
stowed away in some office somewhere waiting for her to collect it, all she had to do was
find someone to direct her to the right place.
Turning to retrace her tracks she stopped dead and her eyes widened in alarm, her
way was blocked in the worst way. Geth stood looking at her, filling the doorway with his
bulk, an unfathomable look in his amazing steely blue eyes.
‘Well well, look who it is, a little pixie with a penchant for early morning disappearing
tricks’, he drawled caustically. ‘Looking for something sweetie, me perhaps, with an
explanation to impart?’
Lexie faltered for a second, before squaring her