from the street-level door.
He pointed at Judy and said, “Put those chairs down! That’s my job!”
“I can do it,” Judy called back.
Thomas strode over to them and took the
chair from Judy’s hands. He looked down at her and smiled gently. “I know you
can do it, Judy Wallace, but I’m going to do it for you.”
Judy laughed and placed a hand on his
arm. “Thank you, Thomas.”
“Get your hands off my husband!” a
shrill voice shot out.
Cara felt the hairs on her arms lift as
an older woman stormed into the room. She wore an expensive-looking dress and
her short black hair was cut in a fashionable style. The red lipstick that she
wore didn’t suit her.
Judy took a step back from Thomas. Her
hand flew to her pearls and she began to fiddle with them. She said, “Oh, hello
Millie. I didn’t see you come in. Are you going to help us today?”
Millie stalked over to Judy and shot
her a disgusted look. “Of course I’m not going to help out at your dreary
festival, I’ve got a life. I saw how you were looking at my Thomas! You just can’t
help yourself, can you? Find your own husband!”
Thomas thundered, “Don’t you dare talk
to Judy like that! She’s our friend.”
Millie sniffed. “I know she wants to be
more than friends with you. She’s always making excuses for you to do work on
her garden.”
Thomas said coldly, “I offer to do her
garden. Haven’t you got a hairdresser’s appointment?”
Millie’s eyes narrowed. She turned to
Judy and cast an obvious look at Judy’s grey hair. She said, “Yes, I do have an
appointment. I like to keep myself looking good.” She turned back to Thomas.
“Don’t stay too late. We’ve got that dinner tonight. Don’t let me down, again.”
Throwing in another disgusted look at
Judy, she walked away and out of the room.
Thomas muttered, “I’m so sorry, Judy.”
“Think nothing of it. Let’s get these
chairs sorted.”
“Does anyone want a sandwich? I’m going
to nip out for one myself,” Cara said. She had a sudden urge to follow Millie.
“Yes, please,” Judy and Thomas said
together. Then they laughed.
“What kind?” Cara asked, already backing
towards the door.
“Ham and cheese,” they both said at the
same time again. They looked at each other and grinned.
“Got it!” Cara said and she half-ran,
half-walked across the room and out of the street-level door. She looked left
and right. Where was Millie? Ah! There she was!
Millie had stopped outside a shop to
talk to someone. Cara walked closer and pretended to look in the window of a
butcher’s. She glanced towards Millie to see who she was talking to.
It was Lauren.
Cara strained to hear what they were
saying.
Millie said, “We’ve got to do something
about her!”
Lauren smirked and said, “Don’t worry,
I’m going to sort it out tonight, at the town hall.”
Millie patted Lauren on the shoulder
and said, “Make sure you don’t get caught.”
Lauren smiled and said, “I won’t, Mum.”
Cara frowned. Mum?
Chapter 7
Cara bought the sandwiches and headed
back to the library. What were Lauren and her mum up to? Neither of them liked
Judy and it sounded like they were planning on doing something about that.
Would they turn to murder? Cara shook her head as she walked into the basement
room. She just didn’t know what people were capable of.
Judy and Thomas were chatting
comfortably as they put the final row of chairs into position. Cara wondered
what their story was. It was obvious that Thomas liked Judy, but how did Judy
feel about him? Were they having a secret affair? Cara stopped suddenly. Was
Thomas going to be the one to murder Judy? No. That couldn’t happen, look at
how he was gazing at her. Cara carried on walking and handed the sandwiches
over. She’d also bought coffee, which she handed out too.
They sat down and chatted amiably for a
while. Thomas was interested in the work that Cara did. He waved a half-eaten
sandwich at Cara and
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