When the sun had set and twilight faded, we put away the playing cards and began to devise a plan. Dad would stay put and keep a look out. I put Doris’s number in his phone and got her to put Dad’s in hers.
‘One of us should keep watch outside Trevor’s window,’ I said, sticking with my original idea. ‘And one of us needs to keep an eye on the staff entrance.’
‘It’s going to be a long night,’ Dad said with surprising enthusiasm.
‘I’ll watch the staff entrance,’ said Doris.
I was about to suggest that I did that when she went on. ‘I have the entrance code. I can follow her in, contact you and let you in through the front.’
‘It’s a bit risky.’
‘You have a better idea?’
‘Doris will be fine,’ said Dad. ‘Angie will think she’s one of us inmates.’
He had a point. I still didn’t like the i
