‘I’d rather we took the stairs, actually,’ I said just as she pressed a thumb against the call button.
‘It’s only a lift,’ Meg said with a small laugh. ‘Do you have claustrophobia?’
I shook my head. ‘No, it’s not that.’
‘What is it, then?’
How could I explain to her? There was something very wrong about this lift. I had no idea what but I instinctively knew something was up.