A desk stood in the middle of the room. A modern electronic typewriter sat under a plastic cover. The desk was aligned so that the user could look out over the garden to the forest beyond.

Keith was just about to give up when a movement outside caught his eye. He walked over to the window to get a better look and then went running back through the house.

Chapter 1.17

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