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It was an image of the kitchen entrance, but no Bigalow.
Confused, she flicked back and forwards, but for the life of her she wasn’t able to find the photo she just took of him in front of the door.
She worked too much and was losing her marbles. But then again, everything had been weird about … Bigalow. What kind of name was that anyway?
She returned the phone back into the jeans pockets and carefully removed the biggest knife from the block before she edged to the door. A quick look into the hallway told her he wasn’t there. She pulled her brows together trying hard to recall whether she’d heard the front door. Or the back door for that matter. Had he left? A cold shiver crawled down her spine. Was he still in the house?
She needed to call the police.
Clearly that wasn’t an option. Hannah went to the lounge room and slouched onto the couch where she finally rubbed some tiredness with her free hand from her eyes. What was she going to say? A man who had just disappeared out of nowhere was potentially in her house. Yes, she did take a photo of him, but he wasn’t on it. It was as if he were a ghost.
Letting out a big sigh, she closed her eyes and had a little chuckle. She was so overworked she was seeing things.


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He let out a soft chuckle. “I’m afraid you’re stuck with me for a little while.”
She shot him a glare. “Excuse me? You can’t stay here.”
His mouth curved into a smile and it annoyed her that he used his sexy smile as a weapon. “Let’s not focus on that.”
Eyes wide, she countered, “It’s all I can focus on. I have a stranger in my house and would like to go to bed.”
He raked his hand through his tousled hair. “Okay, you have me out of here in ten minutes. You have my word. You will have to promise me, though, to ask the right question.”
Hannah couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The words went into her ear but didn’t compute in her head. Did he want to play games? What did he mean with the right question?
“I give up,” she admitted.
The bark of his laugh echoed in her small kitchen. “You haven’t even tried.”
With shoulders sagging, she grunted, “Because I am tired. I have a date with my bed.”
“An empty bed,” he clarified.
A chill ran down her spine. She stood and moved closer to the block of knives. Bigalow stood as well and stepped to the door.
“Not a problem. I’ll come back for the important questions. I will need you to do one thing though.” He gave her a wink. “Please take a photo of me.”
“A photo?”
“You have my word. I will leave.”
By now she was too tired to be confused or surprised so she simply pulled her phone from her back pocket and took a photo.
He gave a subtle bow. “Thank you.” Then he left.
Hannah flicked through the photos and enlarged the last one.
It was an image of the kitchen door, but no Bigalow.


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“My name is Bigalow.”
“Bigalow?”
With a tilt of his head, he asked, “Don’t you like it?”
She shrugged. “Unusual name for a man, or anybody for that matter.”
His mouth curved into a smile. “Have a seat,” he demanded more than said as he waved his hand.
Despite the insisting tone in his voice, there was still something close to trustworthy about him. However, not to the point that she would sat next to him. Hannah stretched forward and reached for a chair and pulled it towards her before she sat.
His smile spread across his face. “Bigalow doesn’t ring a bell?”
Pulling her forehead into a frown, she asked, “Should it? We didn’t go to the same school, did we?”
“You work a lot, don’t you?”
What a change of subject. How odd. “I do, that’s why I’d appreciate if you could leave so I can go to bed. You do have somewhere to go, don’t you?”
He let out a soft chuckle. “I’m afraid you’re stuck with me for a little while.”


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“Now, don’t freak out again.” He held up his hand. “I won’t hurt you. I actually can’t.”
“Ah … ahh … ahh…” A mix of fear and curiosity shot through her, and as much as she wanted to step back to grab her phone, she was frozen to the spot.
“For a highly educated medical person you seem to be lacking proper articulation.” He sat on a chair. “How about you have your glass of water and join me so I can answer your questions.”
“Ah … I … how …” Hannah took a deep breath as she studied him. Quite to her disbelief her mouth curved into a smile as she took in his wild, curly black hair. Clearly, he was too busy breaking into houses instead of visiting a hairdresser. His bright blue eyes drew her in, most likely the reason why she didn’t scream murder and called the police. Carefully, and yes courageously, she stepped to the sink, grabbed a glass and filled it, never leaving him out of her sight … or the block of knives on the kitchen bench. Nothing about him made sense. Attractive, but at the same time neglected, the hair, the clothes, good Lord, the suit he wore was something from the seventies. But underneath it seemed he hid a well-shaped body. Looking at his pale face, she was tempted to offer him a drink and some food.
“Ah … ehrm … did you break in because you have nowhere to go?” she croaked, finally taking a sip of her water.
He cocked a brow. “Really?” Leaning forward, he rested his elbows on the table. “This is going to be harder than expected.”
“Ah … okay … as in … what?”
“Do you really think I could’ve run from your friend’s place to here and break into your house?”
Now that he put it that way, it did sound ridiculous, but …
“Who the hell are you? And how did you get in here?”
A mischievous smile spread across his face and suddenly he looked sexy as hell. A simple smile did that. One simple smile.
“My name is Bigalow.”


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It was only a ten minute drive home and because Fermosa Bay was such a small place, she’d been along these streets often enough. The coastal town was a safe place, she’d figured that within the only few months she’d lived here. The complete opposite to Sydney. Yet, tonight was different. Unable to stop herself, she kept looking towards the passenger seat and checked the back seats via the rearview mirror. There was no way she was going to check the boot. If the guy was hiding in there, for all she cared, he could get out of there on his own too.
She checked again: passenger seat, then the backseats. Nothing.
Was she going insane in this small place? Was she really this stressed that she was seeing things?
Quicker than usual, she arrived at her house and quicker than usual, she grabbed her bag and rushed inside, slamming the door shut right behind her. It took her a few deep breaths until her heart rate returned to anything close to normal and she switched on the light. She placed her bag on the chest of drawers in the hall before she went into the kitchen for a glass of water. No way would she touch any alcohol tonight. She flicked the light switch and stepped towards the fridge.
“Now, don’t freak out again.”


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“I’ve been here the whole time,” he replied with some feigned offense.
Hannah grabbed her bag and reached for the door handle to get out of the car. “I’ll call the police.” Fear shot through her as she fumbled with her phone, dialling triple zero. Breathing was hard and she stepped away from the car, taking another look at the man in her car to best describe him.
But he was gone.
Hannah rubbed her eyes vigorously, ignoring her makeup, and looked again. Gone. Disconnecting the call, she carefully walked around the car. Nothing. She gazed into the dark distance, but wasn’t able to see anything either. Her body trembled but she got back into the car. She locked the doors, checked the backseats, and took a few deep breaths before driving off.
What the hell had just happened? Another look into the distance, but all she saw was everyone gone and a quiet local street.
A sob escaped her from the adrenaline. She had to get home as quick as possible.


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They left Liz’ house in a group and chatted a little more about the storm front which was on its way as they walked to their cars. Hannah gave a quick wave goodbye as she opened the car and then slid behind the steering wheel.
“Oh Hannah,” Kerry said.
She flinched as her book friend stood next to her car suddenly.
“My apologies. I didn’t mean to startle you.” Kerry looked around before she focussed on Hannah again. “Are you still good for the BBQ on Friday?”
She had to dig deep in her memory to find the facts about the invitation when she finally remembered that Kerry had asked her to join her and some friends for a BBQ to celebrate her husband’s birthday. Kerry had been relentless so in the end Hannah had given in.
“Of course, seven-thirty at your place. I look forward to it.”
“Great. I’ll see you then,” Kerry said and walked to her own car.
Hannah settled behind the steering wheel and started the car.
“Another person who would like to play cupid?”
Hannah jumped in her seat and turned to look at the person in the passenger seat. “How the hell did you get in here?”


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Placing a hand on Hannah’s arm, Liz suggested, “How about you choose the book for next month’s meeting?”
Well, she’d just kicked herself in the butt. How on earth would she be able to choose a book when she’d dislike more or less any of the books they’d read so far. Why on earth was she even here?
So she wasn’t stuck alone at home.
“Any genre?” she asked.
Although wary, the women around her nodded.
“Okay, I can do that. I suppose it should be available in the library.”
Again, everyone agreed.
“And you’d like to have the suggestion by Tuesday?”
“Yes, please,” Liz replied.
Hannah had no idea, why she was going on with this farce, but she promised her parents to get to know the people in Fermosa Bay, a small coastal town in Victoria, where she only moved recently for her to take over the small medical centre. She promised her family to make friends. And she promised her mother to be nice to men.
Well, she did make that promise with her fingers crossed behind her back.


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Hannah Wood looked around the room, watching the other five women as the group discussed the latest crime story by some up-and-coming new English author. She’d taken weeks to get through the book, bored from the very start, knowing the murderer from around page twenty five.
She listened as the debate was becoming heated whether or not the story was at all plausible and why on earth there was a sex scene in it all and was it really necessary. If yes, it could’ve easily been cut to two or so pages.
Heat crept up into Hannah’s recalling that part of the book. Unlike everybody else, it’d been one of the few parts she’d liked about the book.
She rolled her eyes. She needed to get a life.
“Hannah.”
Hauled back from her reverie, she stared at Liz, her friend hosting the book club tonight. “I’m sorry. I got distracted.”
Liz shook her head. “You didn’t like the book, did you?”
More heat shooting into her cheeks. “No. No, not … not at all,” she stuttered. “It … it was okay … ‘ish.”
Debbie stood and reached for her jacket on her seat. “Hannah, honestly. What are you doing here if you do not like any of the books we’re reading?”
The others got up as well, so Hannah followed. “No, I like the idea of reading something different every month. Otherwise I wouldn’t read at all.”
Placing a hand on Hannah’s arm, Liz suggested, “How about you choose the book for next month’s meeting?”


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Jonah and Maddie are still stuck in the lift.
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“I need to get out of her.” <Maddie>
“Hey Jonah?”
He moved towards the dashboard. “Yes, mate?”
“They’ll open the second floor door, which should be just above you. There won’t be much room to get out, but enough. I’ve also arranged for some medics. It’s going to be noisy in a few minutes. Are you able to move to the far back of the lift?”
Jonah nodded, realising that the guy couldn’t see him and added, “Will do.”
Exhausted, he carefully shifted Maddie a little further to the back. It’d been an intense half an hour already and he’d only arrived last night. He sat next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, drawing her closer, secure, and, yes, giving him some comfort as well.
“It’s just a matter of minutes now,” he told her, hoping like hell it’d be true.
She placed her hand on his chest and he took it into his own. “I’m okay’ish,” she told him. “Just have a stinking headache.”
“Should I give you a kiss better? My mum always suggested that when I got hurt.”
Carefully and very slowly, she tilted her head towards him, meeting his gaze and something inside of him shifted. Something stirred.
“Jonah?”
“Hmm.”
“I’m usually not so straight forward, but then again, I haven’t ended up in a man’s arms within only forty-five minutes, but would you have … would you like … would you—”
“Take you for dinner?”


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