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Penn shone the torch again while moving slowly deeper into the space.

‘Some kind of container,’ he said.

‘Is that a table next to it?’ she asked.

He continued moving slowly towards it. She pointed her phone at his feet and followed the direction of the torch.

The container was made of blue coloured steel. It reminded her of the cargo containers but smaller. She’d seen similar ones on building sites.

They reached the table first, which was no more than twenty feet from the container.

Penn stopped walking and shone the light.

‘What the hell?’ Stacey asked, as the torchlight swept across, illuminating three bottles of water, a bottle of cola, two packs of sandwiches and a few pieces of fruit.

‘Shit party,’ Penn said.

‘Yeah, but for who?’ Stacey asked, glancing towards the container door.

Penn shone the torch at the door handle as they stood side by side staring at it.

‘Penn, do you think she’s in there?’ Stacey asked, above the sound of her own beating heart.

‘Only one way to find out,’ he said, focussing the beam of the torch.

Stacey took a step forward. Her hand almost on the cold metal handle.

A low voice sounded behind her.

‘What the hell do you think you’re doing?’

One Hundred Six

Britney burst into the room breathless with excitement.

‘Ohmygod, Tiff, you’re never going to believe what’s happened.’

‘What?’

‘Jake wants us to go meditate with him.’

‘Why? I mean…’

‘Who cares?’ she asked, looking like she’d lost her mind.

Brit bounced down on the bed beside her.

‘I know you probably don’t get this yet but Jake is on a totally different intellectual and spiritual plane to the rest of us. Jake has a special place on the grounds where he chooses to meditate alone. Occasionally, I mean rarely, he invites a trusted member of the group to share the experience with him. Jeez, Lorna has been here ten years and she’s only been invited once. It’s an honour and a privilege, Tiff, now come on and get ready. He won’t be happy if we keep him waiting.’

Tiffany felt the fear crawl all over her.

The man had caught her trying to snoop earlier and somehow, somewhere, she had lost a phone that gave everything away.

She felt the perspiration begin to prick at her skin.

Lorna had been here for ten years and she’d been here two days. Why was he inviting her now?

She realised her chance to get away was gone, as Britney opened the door to the room.