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As soon as we’d finished the coffee we put our plan into operation. Maya’s men donned the Kwanon uniforms, we said our goodbyes to Kabir and his housemates, and got in the Bentley. To my dismay, I found it was every bit as cramped as I’d feared it would be in the boot, but at least James had stopped whimpering. I patted his shoulder in reassurance. In truth, I was the one in need of reassurance. When I’d first climbed in there I’d felt like screaming. And as Maya’s lieutenant Jed lowered the lid of the Bentley’s boot, I’d had to fight the urge to reach up and stop it from closing. After that click! the combination of darkness and breathlessness had been too much to bear and I’d started hyperventilating.
‘Something wrong?’ Maya had asked.
Those words shocked me into getting a grip.
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