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Kim checked her eyelids for movement.
No response.
‘And just think how much you’d miss aggravating the life out of me. I know the satisfaction you get from rattling me. You’ve made it your life’s work.’
Kim sat back in the chair, content to sit in silence. If Frost could hear, then she knew she wasn’t alone. If she couldn’t, there was no harm done.
When the silence began to bear down on her, she turned to the reporter once more.
‘Seriously, Frost, you gotta put up a bit of a fight.’
Kim checked the eyelids again.
There was a flicker.
Kim froze.
Frost’s eyes opened.
An alarm sounded.
Kim instinctively reached out and squeezed her arm.
‘Well, you took your bloody time.’
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