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eyes. Poor Mr
Smith, it must be awful imagining such things. I think I can see tears in his
old eyes.”
    Gran removed the little box from the
dashboard and put it back in her briefcase. Cara narrowed her eyes as something
caught her attention. Before she could look closer Gran took the binoculars
back.
    Donald got in his car, reversed out of
the drive and drove away.
    Cara said, “What are we going to do
now? Is he out of danger? Was Mr Smith the one who was going to kill him?”
    “No. You probably didn’t see it from
this distance but I could feel the black line around him, it’s still there,
he’s still in danger.”
    Cara frowned. “How can you feel it?”
    “Years of experience. Let’s go back to
the golf centre. I want to know what Jason is up to. I haven’t ruled him out as
a threat.”
    “No need,” a voice said behind them.
    Cara and Gran turned in their seats to
see the smiling face of Edward.
    Gran said, “Have you got an update for
us?”
    “I have indeed. Donald Ackroyd is due
to be murdered sometime between ten a.m. and midday tomorrow,” Edward
announced.
    Gran let out a sigh. “That’s good. I
prefer a more specific time.”
    “Are you sure about that time?” Cara
asked.
    Edward chuckled and said, “Angels don’t
lie. How are you feeling, Cara? I’m thinking you must be delighted that we
showed up at your home today! What an adventure you’re having.”
    “I’m not sure I’m enjoying this
adventure,” Cara admitted.
    Gran said, “I’ll take you home now. You
can get back to your computer and your virtual friends.”
    Cara blinked in surprise. “I haven’t
thought about my computer for hours.”
    Gran smiled. “And yet the world carries
on without you being sat in front of one.” Her smile faded. “Thank you for
coming with us today. You don’t have to come with us tomorrow.”
    Edward said, “Yes, she does.”
    Gran shot him a look. “Don’t forget
that we have free will!”
    Cara said, “I do want to come with you
tomorrow. I’m not sure I’ll sleep tonight!”
    Edward tapped her on the shoulder. “Are
you sure you’re not dreaming now? This is a peculiar situation that you’ve
found yourself in.”
    Gran said, “Don’t say things like that,
she’s already having doubts.”
    Cara was dropped off at her home a
short while later. Despite her offer, Gran and Edward didn’t want to come in
for tea. Did angels even drink tea?
    Cara did sleep that night. But she
dreamt about angels.

 

 
    Chapter 8

 
    At nine-thirty the next morning Gran
pulled into the car park of Clydes’ Golf Centre. She parked in a space far from
the main entrance. She switched off the engine and looked at Cara. Gran said,
“You look like you’re going to throw up. Are you sure you want to come with
me?”
    Cara nodded. “I do. I have to. I want
to know what happens to Donald. Why have we parked so far away?”
    Gran reached under the seat and took
her gadgets out. She handed the binoculars to Cara and put the listening device
on the dashboard. “We need to be prepared for what’s going to happen. I can feel
that danger is imminent. I can feel it in my tummy, it’s like wind.”
    Cara aimed the binoculars at the
building and Gran switched on the listening device.
    Cara said, “I can see Emma at the
reception area. Jason is near the golf equipment doing something with the
display. I can’t see Donald anywhere. Do you think he’s inside?”
    “His car’s in the staff car park, next
to Emma’s,” Gran said. They listened for a moment. “I can’t hear him though.
Let’s go inside.”
    Gran put her gadgets away and drove
closer to the entrance. She got out of the car and opened the boot. “I’ve
brought my own clubs today, you can use them too.”
    Gran walked confidently towards the
main doors and stepped through. Cara rubbed her tummy, she was feeling more
than just wind there. She felt like her stomach was tying itself into knots.
    Emma greeted them with a warm smile.
“How