Chapter 41
Hana knocked on the front door and a startled Bodie opened it. Boris stood in the kitchen stuffing toast into his mouth and gave a feckless wave of a greasy hand. Tiger scratched his way out of the pullover and fled, leaving Hana extra injuries to her hands. He vented his irritation by tormenting sparrows on the roof, twenty metres above the street.
“I know! I know!” Pete followed Hana in and met Bodie’s glare of annoyance. “She won’t do as she’s told!” He jostled Boris aside to push bread into the toaster.
“You got a letter from the insurance company,” Bodie said, rubbing his eyes. “Want me to open it?”
Hana nodded, keeping her face blank. “I don’t think it’s a cheque.” Her tone sounded leaden.
Bodie ripped the envelope and sighed. “Nope. Your car will need to remain missi
