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I find the coach and pause at the entrance, my eyes scanning the numbers inside. There it is. Berth 37. Lower. And right next to it, Berth 38. Her berth. The two lower berths facing each other, just as I booked them. A perfect, private little cage.


A slow smile touches my lips, hidden by the white beard. It's going to be fun, I whisper to myself, the words a secret thrill in my mind. I take a final, sharp breath of the platform's stale air, and step up into the dimness of the A2 coach.

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