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Burdened by his backpack, and laptop, and the case containing his camera equipment, Jez lacked a free hand with which to slow the door as it swung shut behind him. He swore when it slammed closed with a bang he was sure was heard by everyone within a quarter of a mile, though the profanity was more out of habit than any concern over who might have heard the door.
After adjusting the grip he had on his gear, he set off round the side of the building to the car park. His plan was a simple one, he was going to hole up at a friend’s place for a couple of days, while he figured out the best way to withdraw or transfer his savings - he didn’t have a huge amount of money, he spent a lot of what he got on lenses for his camera, but he had enough that he didn’t want to lose it - and decided wh
