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Solace Park has been shutdown for months, and the fences are at least four metres high—but after seeing Ben leap down from that pine tree, I doubt he’d have much trouble scaling them.
Sean tugs on the thick chain and padlock that’s wrapped around the centre of the gates. “We’ll have to climb the fence.”
“What about Mum?” I ask. “She’ll never get over.”
She tilts her head back and shines the torch beam up to the top of the iron fence, as if contemplating the climb. “Maybe if you give me a leg up?”
“No, Mum. It’s too dangerous. Just let me and Sean look for him.”
“I have a better idea.” She jogs back to the car, opens the boot, and pulls out a large hammer. “One thing I’d say about Tony—he’s never short of a few tools.”
“That’s because he is a tool,” I say, taking the hammer from h
