house
empty. I’m glad you’re thinking of moving in, you’re a sensible girl, you’d
take good care of the house. You wouldn’t have one of those rave things behind
Abigail’s back, or try to sell the house without her permission! Imagine if you
did that!”
Robin
burst into laughter. “Ha! That’s so funny! If only she knew what you were up
to!”
Cara’s
attention was caught by a car driving down the road. Her eyes widened. It was
Gavin Bennett’s car. Cara blurted out, “Is that your phone I can hear?”
Ada
cocked her head. “I can’t hear anything.”
Cara
said, “There it is again! You should get it, it might be important.”
Ada
frowned. “I must get my hearing aid sorted out. I’d better see to that phone.
I’ll speak to you later, Cara.” She shuffled towards her house.
Robin
gave Cara a funny look. “Her phone wasn’t ringing, why did you lie?”
Gavin
parked his car behind Cara’s and switched off the engine. Cara put her hand to
her mouth and hissed, “Robin! Keep Ada inside her house. I don’t want her to
know about Gavin’s visit. She’ll only worry. Quick, he’s walking up the drive!”
Robin
raised a finger towards Gran’s house. “But I want to go into Abigail’s house.”
“Later!”
Cara hissed.
Robin
folded his arms and muttered, “Fine.” He disappeared.
“Good
morning, Ms Daniels. I hope I’m not late.” Gavin extended his hand as he got
closer.
“Not
at all,” Cara replied as she shook his hand. She flinched, his hand felt
unnaturally cold. Why was that? His black death line looked thicker.
Gavin
didn’t notice Cara’s flinch. He looked admiringly at Gran’s house. “It’s not
often that houses in this street come up for sale. It’s a real privilege for me
to be here. Thank you for choosing Wright’s Estate Agents.”
“Looks
like I made the right choice!” Cara quipped, and then wished she hadn’t. Gavin
Bennett must have thought she was an idiot.
Gavin
waved his clipboard towards the house, an eager look in his eyes. “Shall we get
started?”
Cara
nodded and made her way to the front door. She opened it and was taken aback by
the familiar smell inside. Tears pricked her eyes as she thought about Gran.
She
didn’t have much more time to think about Gran as Gavin made his way around the
house. He took measurements and photos whilst making constant comments about
how wonderful the house was. Cara felt more than one flicker of guilt as she
showed him around. Mind you, she was intending to save his life so a bit of a
lie didn’t matter.
They
returned to the front door.
Gavin
beamed at her. “What a delightful property. I think …”
He
jumped as someone burst through the front door.
Chapter
8
Liam
Fox’s face was so red that Cara thought he was in danger of exploding.
“I
knew you were trying to keep properties from me!” Liam spat. He advanced
towards Gavin, his fist raised.
The
hairs on Cara’s arms lifted. Was Liam Fox going to attack Gavin? Was he going
to try and kill him? She planted her feet more firmly on the carpet. If Liam Fox
launched himself at Gavin she would launch herself at Liam. And then hope for
the best.
Gavin
held a hand up and calmly said, “Mr Fox, please lower your fist. Like I’ve told
you before, I don’t keep properties from you. Why would I? I’m in this business
to sell houses.”
Liam’s
fist wavered in mid-air. “Then why haven’t you told me about this house? I’ve
always wanted a house on this street.”
“This
property isn’t even on the market yet.” Gavin indicated towards Cara. “Ms
Daniels hasn’t yet confirmed that she’s going to place the property with
Wright’s Estate Agents.”
Liam
lowered his fist and turned his beady eyes towards Cara. He quickly sized her
up. “Well? Are you going to sell this house or not?”
“I
… I haven’t decided.”
Liam
snorted. “Typical woman! Where’s your husband? Let me speak to him.”
Cara
said, “I don’t