It was after six o’clock before they left Celia. It had been a productive afternoon. They had a stack of files with them, along with two memory sticks and an audio recording of their conversation. Del was making sense of them as best she could in the car while Nick drove, but it was hard to concentrate. She couldn’t wait to get home and make a closer examination of the material.
Del looked up from her reading. ‘Hang on. You missed the turn-off.’
‘What do you mean?’
Del swivelled in her seat and looked out the rear window. ‘The road to Berrimilla was back there.’
‘Berrimilla?’ Nick sounded surprised. ‘I thought—’
‘What – you thought we’d just go back to your place?’
‘Well, why not? You said we had a lot of work to do.’
‘No, I said I had a lot of work to do. What you need to do is rec
