On Tuesday I got a voicemail from a number I didn’t recognise. I suspected a scam but it mentioned Imelda’s name so I rang them back from a bench opposite the library. If it was a scam and Linda overheard I’d never live it down.

“Insight, Emma speaking, how can I direct your call?” The young woman sounded busy.

“Hi, my name’s Nina Shaw. You rang me. I think?”

“Hi Nina, yes, Samantha left you a message. I’ll see if she’s free.” She put me on hold. The music was, of course, slightly out of tune. I wondered why I was sitting in the cold November sunshine listening to bad music. I don’t know anybody called Samantha and had never heard of Insight. If I was at my desk I’d be searching them on the companies register already...

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