Bianca was looking out her living room window when Cory pulled up. Within seconds, she was at the front door, calling to somebody else in the house then bounding towards the vehicle, her enthusiasm seemingly undampened by the events of the day before.
‘I thought you might like to keep the engine running, bearing in mind the problems you"ve been having,’ she said with a smile.
‘Good call,’ he replied. ‘It wouldn"t start again this morning. I absolutely must get over to the junkyard and get hold of a spare part, or I"m going to end up stranded one of these days.’
‘So, what"s changed overnight?’ Bianca asked, getting straight down to business. Cory liked that she wasn"t so much into chit-chat. Her mind always seemed to be on the job.
‘Poppy"s still missing. I went for a jog up to Shallow
