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Leaving Lewis to put away the shopping he had bought, Crash flicked the kettle on, so he could make himself a drink.
It was as he was leaving the kitchen, mug of coffee in one hand, that he noticed the first aid kit on the side near the fridge. He wasn’t sure where the kit could normally be found, but he did know that it hadn’t been next to the fridge when he left earlier.
“What’s that doing out?” Crash wanted to know, gesturing to the small, green case, adorned with a white cross.
Lewis’ eyes darted to the first aid kit guiltily, wishing he had had the sense to put it away in the cupboard under the sink where he got it from, rather than leaving it out where his partner could spot it. “Alice had a cut on her hand, I had to clean it up and put a plaster on it,” he said, deciding that
