CHAPTER 25
I knew from my hours of gazing out of the flat window that Philip Maccleson went out on Stan’s boat Tuesday and Thursday mornings; tomorrow was Tuesday so I wasn’t going to wait. I needed to put this thing to bed once and for all if I had any hope of salvaging my relationship with Liliad.
I told Doug I wasn’t feeling well and asked to be excused the morning stocking up and lunch time shift. He was a bit put out but bowed to the inevitable when I claimed ‘women’s problems’. Quickly I dressed knowing that Doug was going to the general store first thing to stock up on loo rolls and hand wash so I left via the back door that led to an alleyway, thus avoiding the main shopping street.
It was still quite early, before nine so not many people were about. It would take me about three
