10. Hugging a corpse
I made sure the driver halted at the back of the hotel, by the tradesmen’s entrance. The note said the sender’s life, and my life, were both in danger. So I wasn’t going to burst in through the main entrance. After everything that had happened since I had left Challock’s office, it’s fair to say I was feeling rather suspicious.
A plan came to mind. I wasn‘t too keen to be spotted by respectable eyes. I’d copied it from a particularly bad story about a jewel thief I’d read in Boys’ Own magazine. I just hoped it would work in real life.
After a brief wait, I spotted what I was after: a grimy delivery boy padding along the road with a bushel box of apples. A quick word in his ear, a small payment and I was the owner of a box of apples and a flat cap. This was just wha
