Timothy was back in the war room when, at 9.56 p.m., staff saw Hill come into the room, phone in hand, ‘not looking very happy’ and searching for her fellow chief. When she finally spotted him she beckoned him into a small office off the main war room called the Derby Room: ‘You just noticed in the corner of the room Fi dragging Nick into one of the side rooms.’ ‘I just got the exit poll result,’ Hill told Timothy. ‘They’re saying it’s a hung Parliament.’ ‘Are you joking?’ asked a shocked Timothy. ‘I’m not fucking joking about this.’
