The Chosen Ones. G Sanders D

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      Gina was face to face with a man sitting at her kitchen table. He rose to his feet and she recognized his thin, almost emaciated body and the white-blond hair that fell sideways across his forehead.

      ‘What on earth are you doing here?’

      ‘I’m sorry if I startled you, Ms Hamilton. Mr Smith, Colin Smith … of Decorart, the interior design company. We decorated your bedroom last week.’

      He held out his hand, which Gina ignored.

      ‘Yes, yes, I know who you are. More to the point, what are you doing here now?’

      ‘A problem arose, Ms Hamilton.’

      ‘A problem? What problem?’ Gina’s first thought was the money. She was stretched financially, but surely that wasn’t the problem? When she had bought a new dress and two tops for her holiday, she’d calculated carefully that what remained in her account would cover the decorators’ bill. ‘Did I make a mistake with the cheque?’

      ‘No problem with your cheque. It was our mistake. We inadvertently overcharged you for the work. I’ve come round to refund the balance.’

      ‘You didn’t need to come in person. A cheque in the post would have been fine.’

      ‘I wanted to apologize to you directly and I thought this would be a good opportunity to make sure you were completely satisfied with our work. As you know—’

      ‘Hang on!’ Accustomed to seeing this man in her flat during the redecoration of her bedroom, Gina had lost sight of what was happening. ‘We didn’t have an appointment.’ Anger welled inside her. ‘How dare you come into my home uninvited?’ Spurred by a nascent anxiety she added, ‘This is outrageous.’ Then, before he could answer, a further thought struck her. ‘How did you get in?’

      ‘With these …’ He reached into his pocket and dangled a set of keys. ‘If you don’t mind, I’d like to take some photographs for publicity—’

      ‘Are they my keys?’ Gina desperately tried to think back to when the work was finished and she’d given him the cheque. Had she overlooked getting her keys back in the excitement?

      The man continued to speak, ignoring her question. ‘As a thank you for letting us use the photographs I’ve taken the liberty of putting a bottle of champagne in your fridge. I thought we might celebrate the completion of the work.’

      ‘You’ve done what?’ Gina couldn’t believe what she was hearing. ‘You’ve come into my home uninvited, you’ve brought champagne and you want to celebrate! This is totally unacceptable. Please leave immediately.’

      Struck by another thought, Gina added, ‘Wait a minute. Where did you get those keys? I took my spare ones back. Look, they’re hanging on the wall.’

      ‘I had this set cut while the work was in progress.’

      ‘What? You copied my keys! You can’t just have somebody’s keys copied!’

      ‘Oh, but I can. These keys are not high security. Anybody can take them to a shoe repair shop and have copies cut in a few minutes.’

      ‘But you’ve no right. You can’t let yourself into other people’s homes uninvited. Give me those keys and my refund, then leave my home immediately!’

      ‘It wasn’t like that. You invited me in and you gave me a set of keys so that I could return when you weren’t here.’

      ‘But that was for the decoration of my bedroom. I trusted you to return my keys when the work was finished.’

      ‘I did return your keys. You said so yourself; they’re hanging on the wall.’

      ‘Yes, but you’d already had them copied.’ Gina paused, frustrated that the exchange was going in circles. ‘Your behaviour is intolerable. Give me the keys you’re holding and get out of my home.’

      He slowly returned the keys to his pocket.

      ‘I’d rather stay.’

      ‘Give me those keys and leave immediately!’

      ‘But the champagne, the photographs—’

      ‘There’s no question of photographs. You can take the champagne with you.’

      ‘Let’s not be hasty, Georgina. I may call you Georgina?’

      ‘It’s Ms Hamilton to you. Now, give me those keys and go.’

      He remained standing by the kitchen table. Gina’s mind was racing. A new thought struck her.

      ‘Wait a minute. This morning I set the burglar alarm. Just now, when I came in the alarm sounded and I cancelled it at the pad. The alarm was set but you were in the flat.’

      ‘As I said, you invited me in. You gave me a code for the alarm. I used my code to enter the flat, reset the alarm and came to the kitchen before the alarm activated. There are no sensors in the kitchen.’