The conditions over the last four months had worn the guesthouse down to a ruin. The limitations of the building were increasingly noticeable because it was raining again. Doors and windows had been left open and there was a hole in the roof that they’d not seen from the front. As a result, part of the ceiling in one of the second-floor bedrooms had collapsed. Water was now soaking through the carpet and had started dripping into the room below. ‘Thought you said this place was alright,’ Noah grumbled to Sam as they looked through an increasingly crowded lounge window for Sanjay and Joanne. Sam wasn’t in the mood for any bullshit. He was nervous. It felt like they’d been gone for hours.
‘Feel free to f**k off and find yourself somewhere else to stay. There’s plenty of room. We’ll be out o
