ELENA

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Dominic was already gone for the day, and just before noon Andrea went too. I stood at the upstairs window and watched her go through the front gate on foot, her coat on, her bag over her shoulder, off to wherever it was she went when she thought the house wasn't watching her back. The second she was out of sight I understood that this was the only clean hour I might get.

Because the phone I needed was downstairs, in the small sitting room off the front hall, and with her in the ...