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Great to hear from you, where and what time?’ I replied. ‘Hackney Wick, 2pm’. ‘Excellent, where shall we meet?’ but I received no further answer. Apart from being astounded to hear from her the other puzzling thing was why Hackney Wick? I quickly did a search on google but nothing jumped out at me. I checked the train lines and estimated the time to leave from my previous meeting in the city and at 1pm the next day I was on the tube and on my way not knowing what to expect, some advice perhaps, more information, maybe a perspective client but amateur deep down, I didn’t feel there could be a single good reason that she should ask to see me. Pulling into Hackney Wick I saw a sign leading from the platform which was above the road and followed the steps down until I stood at the entrance at the road. 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