thirty-eight
‘I think we’ve taken the wrong turn.’ Elizabeth was frowning at the words on the sign in front of her. ‘She doesn’t live in a cul-de-sac.’
Jason slammed on the brakes, then executed a perfect three point turn before heading back to the busy A-road.
‘Sorry,’ a deep voice piped up from the back. ‘I lost internet for a while there… just give me a minute to log back into Google Maps.’
Elizabeth turned to smile at the two security men who were passengers in the back of Carolyn’s car. Jason’s idea had involved enlisting the help of Max and Frank.
‘Thank you again for coming with us.’ She wasn’t entirely sure what the men had planned, but she was grateful for their presence.
‘Anything to help a damsel in distress,’ Max quipped. ‘Ah, here we go. So it’s the next left and then yo
