CHAPTER 13Thane Carey braked the car sharply when they arrived back at the bookshop, and Fredericka decided that he had forgotten her presence completely as he honked the horn insistently and then leaned out to call Sergeant Brown.
“Why don’t you come in?” Fredericka asked quietly. “You’ll wake the town with that racket.”
He turned to her as though he had been roused from a dream. “I can’t stop,” he explained hurriedly. “Must get back to Connie, and, moreover, there may be a call from Peter. Any messages?” he added lightly.
“No. No thanks,” Fredericka said stupidly and then felt herself blushing. She was grateful for the darkness. Sergeant Brown came down the path toward them.
“Good evening,” he said politely to Fredericka who was now standing by the car, and then he turned to Thane wh
