Here is an extract…
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A man appeared silently and unnoticed in the doorway at the back of the kitchen, where his brown corduroy trousers and chequered shirt blended with the shadows around him, rendering him almost invisible. For a few seconds he paused, staring past the battered formica cupboards at the slender figure in blue jeans. Her chestnut hair was haloed by the sunlight filtering through the grimy window, and created a splash of warmth against the walls, whose original yellow was almost overwhelmed by a patchwork of dirt and bare plaster.
Then the man moved softly forward across the floor, still unheard by Lucy but suddenly becoming more noticeable against the faded green of the cupboards…
