Fern Britton - A Seaside Affair

‘Have you got a phone on you?’ she asked in a desperate whisper.

‘Yeah,’ said Toby.

‘Give it to me.’ She took the phone and quickly turned around, thrusting the phone towards the table, capturing the lines of coke on the coffee table, the bottles of booze, and the look of stunned shock on the three men’s faces.

Marc threw his hands up in horror. ‘Oh my God! It’s a drugs den!’

Milo ran towards Brooke. ‘Give me that phone, you stupid bitch!’

But Brooke was too fast for him. She ran out of the door and into the hallway screaming, ‘Help! Police! Help!’

Toby and Marc abandoned the trolley and ran hell for leather down the corridor after her, bundling her into the service lift and taking her down to the sanctuary of the kitchen.

For a second or two they stood in silence, panting and wild-eyed, grateful to be out of that room. Then Marc grinned at her and said, ‘You can’t half shift in those heels, girlfriend. I’m proud of you!’

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