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The next day, the slightest of movements and the quietest of sounds assaulted Karen’s brain as if she were under heavy artillery fire. If she hadn’t been the boss, she would have taken a day off work sick. Maybe she should have done so. She had a vague recollection of Vismay coming round to see her, and couldn’t for the life of her remember what they’d talked about, but the words ‘n***d’, ‘pool’ and ‘Coppélia’ seemed to be important. She felt mortified. Perhaps she should call him and apologise, but she didn’t know exactly what she would be apologising for – and she wasn’t sure that she wanted to know either.
She muttered good morning to her team and shut herself away in her office, darkening the windows to hide from the outside world, while Coppélia joined the rest of the team in idl
