Digging Deeper by Barbara Elsborg

Author:Barbara Elsborg [Elsborg, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.
Published: 2010-04-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

“Morning, Nergel,” Flick greeted Henry.

He nodded. “Chief of the Secret Police of Hell. Yes, I like that.”

Flick scowled. “I’ll never catch you out.”

“Keep trying.” He handed her the list. “Pre-wedding cleaning. Celia would like you to stay the whole day if you can.”

“That’s fine.”

“Unfortunately, we don’t need any painting doing.”

Flick stared and Henry grinned. “I overheard Beck talking to Giles. All this time I could have had you working in your underwear and didn’t realize.”

“There are things other than painting I like to do in my underwear but they’re not on your list.”

“Little temptress.”

“Puriel.”

“The fiery and pitiless angel. Not me at all.”

“You torment me all the time,” Flick said. “I don’t know how I keep my hands off you.”

Henry smiled. “Neither do I. Sad to say, I have to remove myself from your vicinity. I’m taking the ladies of the house to Leeds, so you’ll be on your own. I think Celia has finally accepted the silverware is safe in your hands.”

“She didn’t miss the spoons then?” Flick asked.

Henry laughed.

As soon as they’d gone, Flick turned on the radio and started work. Without Gertrude she could work at twice the speed, giving her time to wander in the garden in case she met anyone worth talking to. As she reached up to grab the furniture polish, the envelope that had arrived that morning fell out of her pocket. Damn. So it hadn’t miraculously disappeared. She stared at it and wondered if by sheer strength of will it could be turned into a winning lottery ticket. Flick thought very hard for five seconds. Nope, didn’t work. She picked it up and stuffed it back in her pocket. It would spoil her day so she wouldn’t open it.

———

Dina had rarely felt so miserable. She couldn’t bear to look at her fingernails. Her back ached, and if she dug another hole and found nothing, she’d scream. The weekend had been a disaster. Beck turned up at the house on Saturday night to take Isobel to a fancy dress party and looked so divine Dina had wanted to eat him, only Eat Your Man wasn’t in her book of helpful hints. He wore a naval officer’s uniform and Dina knew she’d stared for ages with her mouth open. She couldn’t help it. Then Isobel had come downstairs, her hair cascading over her shoulders, wearing nothing but a bed sheet and Matt, Ross and even Pravit had almost imploded. Bloody Jane had done Isobel’s makeup. Jane knew nothing about makeup. Why hadn’t Isobel asked her? Then when Beck kissed Isobel and told her she looked fabulous, Dina thought she might throw up. The boys had gone into Leeds but Dina hadn’t felt like it so she’d stayed with Jane and watched Saturday night TV. Her life was crap.

Sunday was a washout too. They had to go and listen to some old fart who was a local history fanatic bore them for hours with thousands of mind-numbing slides. Beck had only turned up for the last hour and he’d sat next to Jane.

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