Gasps and moans could be heard, and yells of pleasure. Hindi bf “Hey Hanna. Trying to block it out, Hanna turned over. “Anyway Hanna, why were you calling?”
Hanna had completely forgotten that she’d phoned Vikki for a reason, and now it didn’t seem important to her. Drunken giggles could be heard from her mother as they began foreplay. Vikki had been there for her when no one else had, when everyone else had turned away and called her a cheap slag… Hanna had voiced her concerns for Vikki’s safety when she first found out where it was Vikki was working. It was obvious where they’d met. Her parents, making love next door. But the noises got louder, and more disturbing. A dead body, looking suspiciously like her own, floating face down along the Union Canal. Hanna had voiced her concerns for Vikki’s safety when she first found out where it was Vikki was working.
