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  2. Dedication
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  52. Acknowledgments
  53. More from Jessica Redland
  54. About the Author
  55. Also by Jessica Redland
  56. About Boldwood Books

‘I’m coming home with you.’ I took my Oyster card out of my pocket. ‘You’re not doing this alone.’

Jemma headed towards the barriers. ‘Come on then. Hopefully it won’t get nasty.’

‘If it does, Thor’s here to protect you.’ I don’t know why I said it. It just slipped out.

Jemma stopped and narrowed her eyes for a moment, then shook her head and ran towards the steps. I ran after her. Seriously? What the hell had I said that for? The last thing I needed was to start the Thor connection again and carry more memories of Nikki with me.

19

Jemma

‘I’ve just got off the tube,’ I said as soon as Tiff answered my call. ‘I won’t be long. What’s he doing?’

‘The good news is he’s stopped drinking lager.’

‘And the bad news?’

‘He’s moved onto the vodka.’

‘Arse!’ I sped up. ‘With you in five.’

Tiff was waiting at the top of the stairs, propping open the door to our flat with her body, her arms folded across her chest.

‘I thought I might need reinforcements,’ I said, taking in her surprised expression.

She nodded. ‘Good idea. Hi, Sam. Sorry to abandon you both.’

‘It’s fine,’ I said. ‘We can manage it. Get to work and I’ll text you later.’

‘Hi! Bye!’ Sam said as she dashed past us and down the stairs.

I raised my eyebrows at Sam. ‘Time to introduce you to Drew.’

‘Jemma! My cuddly little bear-maker!’ Drew rose from one of the armchairs, staggered a bit, then sat down again. ‘My ghost’s back.’

‘So I hear.’ I swiftly removed my coat and hung it on the hook, indicating to Sam that he could do the same. ‘This is—’

Drew’s jaw had dropped open. ‘The delectable Dr Indiana Jones. Can I call you Indy?’

‘I prefer Sam, if that’s okay with you.’ Sam walked into the lounge area, hand outstretched to shake Drew’s.

‘Sam Jones?’ Drew sat up straight. ‘Seriously? I thought Tiff was joking. Sam Jones as in Flash Gordon?’

Sam nodded. ‘Well, I’m not actually him, but I have the same name. And the blond hair. Sadly not the six pack or the rocket cycle.’

Drew laughed a little too loudly. ‘You know the film?’

‘I love the film.’

‘Then you’re welcome in our home at any time.’ Drew raised his glass in a toast then necked it and leaned forward to pour another. Obviously remembering his manners, he offered the bottle to Sam.

‘Maybe a lager if you have one?’ Sam suggested.

‘I’ll get you one.’ I stood up and headed towards the kitchen area.

I grabbed us both a bottle of lager from the fridge then sat down next to Sam on the sofa.

‘What happened, Drew?’