‘I’m afraid so. I’ll go up with you and lock them.’
I nodded. If I had to stay, the maid’s box room at the end of the corridor was the one that everyone said had a ghost. Great. Upstairs check was done quickly, and Hawke locked Macca’s room and pocketed the key.
I checked the time again – it was nearly midnight, but thankfully the other staff had been allowed to go. It was just me, Bob and the cops.
And whoever was knocking at the front door.
I hoped to God it wasn’t Carl wandering out for a pee under the trees, or one of the locals deciding they wanted another drink. Both had happened before. Barney went to open the door; he’d have to deal with whatever was out there. I heard voices, Barney saying, ‘It’s all secured. We’ve done everything by the book.’
Must be his favourite sentence.
