“What residents?” Logan asked.
“The ones round the back of...” Hana’s face dropped. The courts were surrounded by gully, classrooms and sports pitches. She felt unnerved, wringing her hands and feeling the steady pulse beat increase in her chest.
“And why were you meeting this man at night?” Odering beaked at her, his nose pointy in his angry face. He didn’t like being caught on the back foot and blamed Hana.
“I wasn’t meeting him!” Hana sounded aghast, anger flaring in her eyes as she put her hands on her hips. “He was already there playing. I practiced against him, let him spar against me for variation. It’s boring against a delivery machine all the time.”
Odering swore and Hana grew frightened. Phoenix had stopped playing and lay on the rug, watching the tall men like a fragile lady
