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‘Lizzie has been rather busy lately so she’s not had much of a chance to tidy up in here but I’m sure it’s on her to-do list today, isn’t it?’ Inis gave me a pointed look and I fixed a smile.
‘Mmhmm.’ It was the only noise I could make with my teeth gritted.Not had a chance?I’d been in here since six o’ bloody clock this morning getting the place tidied and that was the thanks I got.Flippin charming.
‘I’d better get downstairs and on site.’ Finn’s deep tones jolted me out of my seething. ‘Nice to meet you, Lizzie. Thanks, Inis.’ With that he turned on his heel and walked off towards the lower floor where an underground extension was being carved out after years of planning and promises.
‘Sorry about that,’ I said, pointing at the desk.
Inis waved her hand. ‘I don’t care about the desk. He was right. You two could have hurt yourselves moving that.’ She knocked the wood of the piece. ‘This is about two hundred years old and weighs a tonne.’
‘It felt more like two.’
‘Is that the only one you could find?’
‘Yes. Well, there was an incredibly ugly metal one but I’ve got to sit and look at it for months so we opted for that. I bribed Kalif with whatever he wants from the posh sandwich shop across the road to move it with me.’
‘That sounds more like it. But I did ask you to tidy up this place,’ Inis continued, looking around.
‘I did!’
Her head turned sharply towards me. ‘You did? When?’
‘This morning!’
‘Were we robbed between then and now?’
‘Oh, ha ha.’
She touched my hand. ‘I know it’s not your thing but can I ask you to try a little harder. Maybe put some of those books on shelves? Clear the floor a bit more? If health and safety come in here, we’re in trouble.’
‘I’m using the books.’
Inis let out a sigh. ‘You can still use them, just store them on the shelves when they’re not on your desk.’
I eyed my desk.
‘And by that I don’t mean just move the pile to your desk.’
Damn.
‘You’re going to make a great mum,’ I laughed. ‘You already have the mindreading thing going on.’
She smiled back. ‘I hope so. We’ve waited such a long time for this.’ She placed her hand on her stomach.
‘Everything’s going to be fine.’
‘Thanks, Lizzie.’ She walked to the door, turning as she left. ‘But you still have to tidy up.’
I plopped down on the ergonomic chair that didn’t go at all with the carved walnut desk and thought about what just happened. Jumping up, I grabbed my phone, ran over and closed the door, pressing Colette’s contact as I did so.
‘Hi.’
‘It’s Finn,’ I whispered. ‘He’s here.’
‘What do you mean? He’s visiting the museum?’
‘I wish! He’s the project manager for the build. The one I have to share an office with!’
‘Ooh la la! Have you spoken to him?’
