Chapter 36
A loud banging jarred her from sleep. Barely light, and someone was knocking on the front door. More like pounding, or was that just her head? No, there it came again. Loud, angry, out of control. She checked the time. Seven o’clock on a Saturday morning. What on earth?
Kim shuffled down the hall in her dressing gown, with furry teeth and a headache.
Geoff Masters stood on the porch, his legs planted wide. Water dripped from his hat. Yesterday’s sunshine had given way to grey skies and rain.
‘A friendly warning to you, Kim. My wife comes home on Monday and I don’t want you filling her head with any more garbage about dingoes. Wild dogs are the natural enemy of livestock, it stands to reason. But my Mel’s gullible, always has been, and for some reason you seem to be able to t
