Chapter Thirty-SevenPatrick certainly hadn’t been exaggerating when he’d talked of the size of his garage, and Jack and Kiera realised they could live quite comfortable in there, especially with the house in such close proximity. It beat living in a car, anyhow.
They hid themselves away until Patrick’s family had safely left for the airport, and then they ventured into the house. Patrick cooked dinner, they cracked open a bottle of wine and spent the evening poring over every detail of their meeting with the mermaid, trying in vain to come to a conclusion as to whether she would help them in a week’s time.
They analysed her every word but, by the end of the evening, no-one was sure which way she would sway. After suffering such a betrayal before, would she be able to trust them? Did she
