Chapter Twelve
Molly waited in her car outside the Jeffersons’ until the dashboard clock read 8.15pm.
When she had spoken to Celia earlier that afternoon, they had agreed that Molly should wait for the girls to go to bed before coming round. Celia felt that Jennifer especially would be too excited at seeing the investigator again to go to bed.
Molly left her car parked on the street, afraid that the noise her tyres would make on the gravel drive leading up to the house might be enough to alert the girls to the fact that someone was visiting.
Once she reached the front door, Molly sent Celia a text to say she was there.
A few minutes later, Celia opened the door to let her in.
William was waiting for them in the lounge, a large whisky in his hand.
Molly accepted a small sherry.
“Cel
