CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
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“YOU CAME, JAMES, GOOD. I saw that the door at the other house, the door opening to the garden, is half-open. As we know, that house should be empty. Yesterday we didn’t think to check the inside. Let’s do it now,” McNamara said.
“Of course, sir. Do you think we could leave the ladies alone for a while?”
“I think so,” he said, looking at Bryony, who agreed with him. “However, we won’t be gone for long. All right?”
“Aye, no problem,” Bryony agreed. “It’s daytime and I don’t think he will repeat last night’s experience so soon. He must be slowed down because of the two wounds I inflicted on him.”
McNamara agreed with her estimation and waved at James to follow him. They went out through the door at the back of Bryony’s house and jumped over the fence into the
