Emma lifted her arm for scanning. ‘Don’t worry, I’ll take your advice and accept whatever’s on offer.’
‘Sensible woman.’ Gavin handed over the cheese, his lips curled in a sneer.
‘Thank you.’ Emma turned to leave, wondering what had made him so obnoxious. It wasn’t a desirable trait for a market trader. Then she spotted a second obnoxious figure, his head moving slowly from side to side, hands in the pockets of baggy shorts, sandaled feet planted wide apart on sun-baked ground. Searching for his brother, she assumed, looking the other way. She had hoped to speak to Charlie again, but couldn’t risk it now. Shielded from Dugald’s penetrating gaze by her wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses, she walked towards the path leading to residential streets, determined not to be spooked by his presenc
