Chapter 41
“This is an absolutely terrible idea,” Emma said, wincing as the car backfired before shuddering to a halt. “Will’s further up the street and if he sees us, I have no idea what will happen next.”
“Hurry and get the gate undone,” Freda urged, pulling her snood around her head until her eyes bulged. Emma shook her head at the debatable disguise, wondering where the elderly ghost of the Virgin Mary fitted with breaking and entering. “If anyone comes I’ll pretend I’ve had a heart attack.”
Nicky giggled and patted Freda’s thigh. “And I can jump up and down on your chest, can’t I?”
“No!” both women bit in horror.
“With my hands!” he reassured them. “Not my feet.”
The huge drive gate slid open and the three sleuths slipped through the gap. Emma closed it behind her and engaged th
