Hunger Moon (22/?)

                                                             Sanctuary

The brassy secretary, whose nameplate labeled her as Mrs. Domina McAvoy, frowned into the telephone disagreeably and then eyed the lot in front of her. “That’s not all, sir. Davin McBain’s here. From Torchwood Scotland.”

Rose could hear the loud exclamation through the phone but a moment later the secretary hung up and pressed a button. “Through that door, down the corridor, hang a right to the top of the stairs. Mr. Jones is waiting for you downstairs.” When nobody made a move towards the door the secretary barked, “Well? Get going. I haven’t got all day. I’ve got work to do and you’re cluttering up my foyer. Out.”

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Hunger Moon (22/?)

                                                             Sanctuary

The brassy secretary, whose nameplate labeled her as Mrs. Domina McAvoy, frowned into the telephone disagreeably and then eyed the lot in front of her. “That’s not all, sir. Davin McBain’s here. From Torchwood Scotland.”

Rose could hear the loud exclamation through the phone but a moment later the secretary hung up and pressed a button. “Through that door, down the corridor, hang a right to the top of the stairs. Mr. Jones is waiting for you downstairs.” When nobody made a move towards the door the secretary barked, “Well? Get going. I haven’t got all day. I’ve got work to do and you’re cluttering up my foyer. Out.”

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