She peeled off a ten-pound note from the tight wad that cheapskate Mr. Hunter gave her yesterday. She put it on his locker. “In case you need stuff,” she said, “you know, chocolate or news papers.” “I’ll pay you back,” he said. Reggie wondered how he intended to do that. He didn’t have any money, he was penniless. He had no wallet, no credit cards, no phone, nothing to his name at all. He only just had his own name. (“Yes, we had some trouble identifying your father,” Dr. Foster said.) No wonder the hospital had no record of him when she first phoned, they thought he was someone else
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