Chapter Seventeen
Hours of hard work had done nothing to alleviate the tension that built inside. The more he tried to forget even for a second about how wretched he was, the more it pounded through him. Night had fallen and there’d still been no word from Kate. His nerves were wound so tight they felt as though they were going to snap.
‘That’s the best you’ve done so far,’ Jack said.
‘Let’s see if it works,’ David said. He motioned for Chloe to turn on the water pump. It took a few moments for the water to gurgle through the pipes. Then it filled the bowl of the huge metal flower he’d created and started to trickle over various petals, leaves and vines that he’d arranged just for that purpose.
‘It’s breathtaking,’ Chloe said. ‘She’ll love it.’
David stepped back to study his work. He
