CHAPTER 28
Kirsten returned to their hotel around half eight the next morning, looking shattered. Dark rings under her dulled eyes. No makeup. Her complexion as pale as a fish's belly. God knows what she and Hunk had been up to last night. Still, she was back safe.
From the signs in her eyes, Mark suddenly realised he'd forgotten to tell her about Fred coming.
She eyed him with curiosity on the sofa. Feet up and immersed in the morning's English language papers. He was just as surprised to see her. Mark had begun to explain when Kirsten's pallor took a turn for the worse. She appeared about to throw up or pass out. Mark grabbed her arm and dragged her into the bedroom.
She returned from the toilet, her colour only slowly returning, and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Where have you been
