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The sensation of being trapped wouldn\u2019t go away. I needed to distract myself. Jasper shuffled closer to me, the heat of his body pressing against mine. I put my hand out. Was that a bicep? I let my fingers trail down it, enjoying his sharp intake of breath. I moved my fingers. Mmm. Man chest. The guard was pausing at every cell to peer inside. I kept an eye on his approach, while my fingers danced lightly across Jasper\u2019s body. When the guard was merely metres away, Jasper\u2019s hand covered mine.<\/p>\n

I could feel his heart pounding. There was something satisfying about knowing that I affected him in the same way that he affected me. Unless, of course, Jasper was feeling the same weight of claustrophobia as me. There was a clank as the guard reached the cell nearest to us and slid open the viewing pane to peer inside. I remained as still as possible, watching as he gave a satisfied nod and closed it again. Whistling, he turned and strode past us.<\/p>\n

He was older than I\u2019d have expected, with a kindly face. I hoped that matched his personality. Whether the inmates of Belmarsh Prison deserved to be there or not, seeing the place with my own eyes made me fully appreciate the term \u2018stir crazy\u2019. There was little kindness to be found in our surroundings. The guard walked past, oblivious to our presence. I breathed out, just as his steps faltered and he came to a stop. He turned round, frowning, his eyes scanning the seemingly empty hallway.<\/p>\n

Then he pursed his lips and continued, his footsteps echoing eerily. Once the guard had disappeared, Jasper pushed himself away from the wall. \u2018That was closer than I liked,\u2019 he said. Tell me about it.<\/p>\n

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\u2018I wasn\u2019t\u2026\u2019 I grimaced and took a deep breath. I needed her on my side. Desperately. \u2018I didn\u2019t mean to make demands. And I\u2019m not trying to take advantage of you. I just want to help this little guy.\u2019 She saw right through me. \u2018There\u2019s nothing wrong with him. He needs to lose some weight so you should stop over-feeding him.<\/p>\n

Other than that, he\u2019s perfectly healthy. There\u2019s nothing for me to do.\u2019 Pumpkin waddled over and nudged her hand. She reached down absent- mindedly, allowing the little Jack Russell terrier to give her a delicate lick with his pink tongue. Compared to the looks of hatred and quiet growls I normally received from him, this was effusive enthusiasm indeed.<\/p>\n

The animal faery patted his head. \u2018He\u2019s very friendly. I don\u2019t know what you\u2019re worrying about.\u2019 \u2018He hasn\u2019t let me touch him for two weeks!\u2019 \u2018Maybe he doesn\u2019t like your shampoo. Try using something different.\u2019 I threw my hands up in frustration. \u2018He pees on everything.\u2019 She shrugged. \u2018He\u2019s nervous and is merely marking his territory.<\/p>\n

He\u2019ll get over it.\u2019 \u2018I have to request a new magic wand on Monday because he chewed mine last night and left splinters all over the carpet. I\u2019m still picking them out of the soles of my feet.\u2019 \u2018You shouldn\u2019t have left it lying around. And perhaps,\u2019 she added pointedly, \u2018you should invest in a vacuum cleaner.\u2019 I sighed. \u2018He hates me. He blames me for the death of his previous owner, and he spends every minute of every day plotting revenge.\u2019 It was true. His owner, an elderly woman called Rose Blairmont, had been my client.<\/p>\n

When I\u2019d first met her, she was being hunted down by a crooked politician called Art Adwell because she possessed evidence that he\u2019d employed her to assassinate another Member of Parliament. Adwell had almost succeeded in killing both of us but it was actually an accidental shot from Ethan, the leader of the trolls, that had ended Rose\u2019s life.<\/p>\n

The only bright side in any of this was that I\u2019d managed to get hold of the evidence needed to put Adwell away. I\u2019d passed it on to a tabloid newspaper and now he was behind bars and awaiting trial. It couldn\u2019t have happened to a nicer guy. Tragically, Rose hadn\u2019t lived long enough to witness his fall from grace.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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