Chapters (82)
- Cover
- Dedication
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- SIXTY-EIGHT
- SIXTY-NINE
- SEVENTY
- SEVENTY-ONE
- SEVENTY-TWO
- SEVENTY-THREE
- SEVENTY-FOUR
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Jan wondered what would have happened if Ruby had opened the back door as she’d been doing? Would they have run away or stood their ground? Jan thought she knew the answer: they would have stayed. And done what? It was a shame Ruby hadn’t woken her. Together they might have found the courage to go outside to investigate. As it was, Ruby had left saying the cottage gave her the creeps. Jan had to smile – her usually sensible, pragmatic and rational friend had rushed out of the door, more unnerved than she was, which left her no nearer to finding out who or what was out there.
If she slept on the sofa one night, out of sight, with the curtains open and the light off, would they return? If they did, she might be able to get a good look at them, perhaps even take a photograph. There was no point in switching on the motion-sensor light, as they’d already shown they knew when it was operating and could avoid it. Did she have the nerve to stay downstairs in the dark and wait for them to reappear? She honestly wasn’t sure. It felt safer to be upstairs in bed.
The doorbell rang, making her start. Ruby? Had she forgotten something? Or perhaps she was returning to try to persuade her to leave again. Jan set her mug of coffee on the table and, drawing her dressing gown closer, went to answer the door. Tinder ran beside her, wagging his tail as if he knew who was there.
‘Oh, it’s you!’ Jan exclaimed, astonished.
‘Sorry, I should have phoned first to check you were up,’ Chris said apologetically.
‘I had a friend stay last night and we were up late. Why are you here?’
‘I offered to repair your fence this weekend. I’ve got the tools in my car.’
‘Oh,’ Jan said again, amazed. How long ago that offer now seemed. ‘I didn’t think you’d come after Wednesday evening. I’ve done it myself.’
‘I’m sorry about that. You know me, I can be a moody bugger sometimes. Would you like me to check the repair is holding up?’
Jan thought she didn’t know Chris at all, and her first reaction was to tell him the fence was fine and he needn’t bother to contact her again. But she hesitated.
‘I can come back later if it’s more convenient?’ he offered.
‘No, come in.’ She stood aside to let him pass. ‘I’ll leave you to check the fence while I get dressed.’
‘I’ll see what needs doing, then get my tools from the car,’ Chris said, and headed down the hall with Tinder at his heels.