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Jack had always hated waiting around in airports. That was one of the reasons why he was one of those people who only turned up for their flight with half an hour to spare. Just enough time to get through security, have a quick piss and jump on the plane. This time, though, he’d got to Copenhagen Airport much earlier than necessary. It was as if just being at the airport would make the plane leave quicker. Following Wendy’s phone call, he wasn’t sure it could come quickly enough.
He hadn’t given Hilltop Farm a second thought, save for the chat he’d had with the Chief Constable about it. He was convinced there was nothing untoward going on there. Sure, they were a bunch of freakish hippies and religious loons, but there was nothing illegal about that. Nothing he needed to get involved
