The Last Fix

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Therewas something special about this customer, she was aware of that at once, eventhough he wasn't doing very much – that is to say she noticed the door open,but as the person in question went to the holiday brochure shelf instead ofwalking straight to the counter, Elise continued to do what she was doingwithout an upward glance. She sat absorbed in the image on the screen, tryingto organize a trip to Copenhagen for a family of three while the mother on thetelephone dithered between flying there and back or squeezing their car on toStena Saga and taking the ferry crossing so that they were mobile when theyarrived.

Eliselooked at Katrine and established that she, too, was busy. The headphones withthe mike held Katrine's unruly hair in place, although a blonde lock had fallenover the slender bridge of her nose, and she was concentrating on the computerscreen. Katrine had that characteristic furrow in her forehead, which shealways had when she concentrated. Her eyes shifted from keyboard to screen, herlong dark eyelashes moving slowly up and down. Like an elegant fan, Elisethought, studying Katrine's face as she bent over her work, her profile withthe somewhat pronounced nose above reddened lips, and that top lip of herswhich had such an effect on men because, on one side, it was a little swollen.

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