Since she left the shop, Abigail made no attempt to distribute more cards. What she did do was stop at a petrol station and get a bottle of water to drink as she walked, her bag slung over her shoulder. She'd done her rounds for the day already, the five cards she carried on her every day gone. She didn't dare carry more. Getting caught with those on her would put her at the top of Redbright's list, and she didn't want to be there.

Which was also why she was very aware of potential cameras. The last thing she needed was for CCTV to catch her putting up notices for Circle Midnight.

Something hummed in the air, like a scent in a way, though it was more of a sense. Abigail looked around briefly, almost expecting to see her 'uncle' coming toward her. What he was doing on holiday, she didn't know. It was important, certainly. She didn't even know where he was. He might be in another country or he might be in the Other Realm. All she knew was that he'd show up eventually, back at Geap Manor. If she wasn't there, she might get a disappointed phone call scolding her for taking up a flat closer to London proper. But he wasn't around, so Abby shrugged off the feeling.