hold of the shocked-looking Gavin
and pressed a knife to his throat. The man forced Gavin towards his car, pulled
open a door and threw Gavin in. The man ran back to the driver’s side, jumped
in and roared away.
Cara’s
mouth dropped open. She looked from the road, back to Ada and Robin, and then
back to the road. Had that really just happened?
Ada sighed. “Cara, I think you need to find yourself another boyfriend.”
Chapter
9
Cara
leapt into action. She raced towards her car and flung herself into the
driver’s seat. Robin was at her side in a second. He said, “Did you see that? A
kidnapping! Right in front of our eyes!”
Cara
said, “Did you see who the driver was? Was it that Liam Fox? He threatened Gavin
a few minutes ago.” She drove down the street after the other car.
Robin
shook his head. “It all happened so quick. Careful, you’re going too fast.”
“I
don’t want to lose them. I can see the number plate. Robin, there’s a tablet
device in that briefcase under this seat. Can you get it? Gran showed me an app
on it before. You type in the licence number and the owner’s address and name
comes up.”
“Awesome.”
Robin soon had the tablet out and was typing in the details. “Aha! It isn’t
Liam Foxy-face at all! It’s someone called John Coldcott. I’ve got his
address.”
Cara
frowned as she negotiated a roundabout. “Coldcott? Where have I heard that name
before. Oh! Of course! Mrs Coldcott came to see Gavin yesterday. She’s the one
who complained about that abattoir being built near her house.”
Robin
placed the tablet on his knee. “And didn’t she say that her husband was going
to kill Gavin?”
Cara
shot him a look. “She did. Oh, Robin. I’m scared. What should we do? That man
had a knife. I can’t launch myself at him if he attacks Gavin!”
Robin
said firmly, “You must never put yourself in danger, Cara. If it looks as if
John Coldcott is going to hurt Gavin you’ll have to talk him out of it.”
“How
do I do that? I don’t know what to say!”
“You
will do.” Robin sniffed. “What’s that smell?”
Cara’s
nose wrinkled. “We must be near the abattoir. Pooh! It stinks. No wonder the
Coldcotts are angry about living here.”
Robin’s
hands flew to his ears. He screamed, “Cara! Stop the car!”
Cara
skidded to a stop. “What? Robin! What is it? Is Gavin already dead?”
Robin
lowered his hands. He turned pain-filled eyes towards her. “The animals! Cara,
the animals in the abattoir! I can feel their pain, I can hear their cries.”
His hands flew to his ears again and his face scrunched up. “Ouch! It hurts!”
Cara
shouted, “Go! Robin! Get away from here.”
“I
can’t leave you!”
Cara
put her hand out and shoved him. “You can leave me, you have to! I’ll be fine.
Go!”
Robin
gave her one last look and then disappeared.
Cara
didn’t know her heart could beat so fast. She set off once more. She must be
near the Coldcotts’s house, the smell was almost overpowering.
There! The car that stopped at Gran’s house was parked outside a bungalow. Cara
pulled up behind it and checked the address that Robin had found for her. This
was definitely the right address.
Cara’s
stomach flipped as she switched off the engine. She was not ready for this! She
wished she could drive away and pretend none of this was anything to do with
her.
No.
She had to go in. She had to somehow try to save Gavin’s life.
She
got out of the car and ran along the drive. She thumped on the front door. No
answer. She raced around to the back of the house. The back door was open. Cara
could see Gavin inside, he was tied to a kitchen chair, a tea towel stuffed in
his mouth.
Cara
burst into the room and over to Gavin. A hand grabbed her shoulder and threw
her to one side. It was the man with the knife. Thankfully, he was no longer
holding the knife. He glared at Cara and said, “Who the hell are you?”
“Never
mind who I am! I know who you