[She stops at the window, hardly able to believe her luck. Look at that haul, practically already in arm's reach. She tests the lock - it's unlocked?]
Cor.
[A small voice in the back of her head advised caution. This must be too good to be true, surely? But the voice of her greed was far louder. Looking around carefully, she opens the window and clambers through.]
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Cor.
[A small voice in the back of her head advised caution. This must be too good to be true, surely? But the voice of her greed was far louder. Looking around carefully, she opens the window and clambers through.]