Alice put the phone in her pocket. Her skin itched with tension, her mind racing; someone with serious resources had tried to kill her today and yet here she was, hours later, alone in a public hospital. Toko had given her fair warning, but, dammit, she’d fallen asleep just when she needed to be at her most paranoid. She crept to the door, opened it an inch, and looked out. The corridor was empty, lights low.