Chapter 29

I push through the diner’s door precisely three and a half minutes late because my train was delayed, and I then had to run to get here in half the time. I’m out of breath, lungs on fire and sweating like crazy, not just from exertion, but that damn flu has overtaken me with a vengeance. My emotional state is fragile, to say the least, and I am running on empty.

I can’t stop sneezing, my nose is pouring, and I have a throat like razor blades, walking around with that awful cotton wool head. On top of that, I have a killer headache from my face, and I feel like death warmed up.

I got maybe an hour and forty minutes of sleep before my alarm went off, and I had to drag my sorry arse back up. Judging by the still hot, half-drunk takeaway coffee sitting on my counter, Mico and Alexi must have left not long before I woke.

Getting up to an organised room and new shiny locks and bolts on every possible avenue into the apartment was surreal. I must have passed out pretty qu