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Contents ( 68)
  1. Writing as Fiona Harper:
  2. Copyright
  3. Note to Readers
  4. Contents
  5. Part One
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Chapter Twenty-Six
  32. Part Two
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  36. Chapter Thirty
  37. Chapter Thirty-One
  38. Chapter Thirty-Two
  39. Chapter Thirty-Three
  40. Chapter Thirty-Four
  41. Chapter Thirty-Five
  42. Chapter Thirty-Six
  43. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  44. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  45. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  46. Chapter Forty
  47. Chapter Forty-One
  48. Chapter Forty-Two
  49. Chapter Forty-Three
  50. Chapter Forty-Four
  51. Chapter Forty-Five
  52. Chapter Forty-Six
  53. Chapter Forty-Seven
  54. Chapter Forty-Eight
  55. Chapter Forty-Nine
  56. Chapter Fifty
  57. Chapter Fifty-One
  58. Chapter Fifty-Two
  59. Chapter Fifty-Three
  60. Chapter Fifty-Four
  61. Chapter Fifty-Five
  62. Chapter Fifty-Six
  63. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  64. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  65. Chapter Fifty-Nine
  66. Chapter Sixty
  67. Acknowledgements
  68. About the Publisher

There were hugs from Spencer’s former partners when she arrived, and genuine smiles, which warmed her more than she cared to admit, followed by offers of coffee and delicious chewy chocolate biscuits, before she was led into a glass-walled meeting room that overlooked Shortlands valley. It seemed as if the whole world was crisp and full of frost-sharpened colours as it spread itself out for her below.

Rhys, a teddy bear of a guy, grinned at her as he leaned back in his fancy chrome and leather chair. ‘Anna… We’ve missed you!’

‘Likewise. It looks like you’ve got an amazing set-up here,’ she said, smiling as she looked across the modern office space to where a team of what seemed like very young and very edgy employees were all busy ‘blue sky thinking’ or whatever they did in these sort of places. ‘It’s a far cry from where you started.’

‘From where we started.’ Vijay sat down opposite her and passed her a cup of coffee that smelled rich and fragrant. ‘Remember those late-night meetings we used to have around your dining room table, dreaming up our plans for world domination?’

Anna laughed. ‘I definitely remember all the pizza boxes lying around the next morning!’

‘We still have those pizza-fuelled meetings,’ Rhys admitted with a grin, ‘but now I make Vijay clear away the boxes.’

Vijay shot Rhys a dirty look, then turned his attention back to Anna. ‘We wouldn’t be where we are now without you, Anna.’

Anna blushed a little. ‘Without Spencer, you mean…’

Rhys leaned forwards and rested his elbows on the desk. ‘Well, yes. But also because of you.’

‘Me?’

‘I think you’re forgetting that one of our most popular features – the completely customizable interface – was your brainchild,’ Vijay said.

Anna looked at him, confused. She didn’t remember having anything to do with that. All she’d done was sit at a desk in the corner and add up the numbers, keep on top of the paperwork.

Vijay’s mouth hooked up at one corner as he took in Anna’s consternation. ‘When we came to you and asked you what you thought of our six brilliant and stylish colour schemes, you said you hated every one of them.’

‘Well, that was more personal taste than a business decision,’ Anna said uncertainly.

‘Yes, but it got us thinking about how different people’s tastes are, and how best we could cater to a wide range.’

Anna shrugged again. They were giving her more credit than she was due, but she wasn’t going to make a fuss about that.

Rhys leaned back again and sipped his mug of coffee. ‘I can see you’re not convinced.’

Anna gave him a crooked smile and a half-shrug.

‘Surely you remember coming up with the name?’ he added. ‘BlockTime wouldn’t be BlockTime without you.’

‘Well, I suppose there is that. But I always thought it was kind of unimaginative and basic. I never really understood why you went with that rather than one of the other ideas.’