Gallows Rock by Sigurdardottir Yrsa

Author:Sigurdardottir, Yrsa [Sigurdardottir, Yrsa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Crime, thriller, Mystery, Suspense, Contemporary
Amazon: B07R6MYY88
Goodreads: 59465037
Publisher: Hodder & Stoughton
Published: 2017-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Didrik hadn’t taken the bait and invited Freyja out for dinner when she rang him to report back on her conversation with Siggi’s grandmother. Nor had he suggested meeting at a bar or given any other hint that he reciprocated her interest. This was a blow, but hardly the end of the world. In fact, it was probably just as well, since she couldn’t have accepted an invitation for a date that evening – or any other in the near future – because of Saga. Baldur had talked Fanney into letting him have his daughter for a bit longer, which meant that she was Freyja’s responsibility once he reported back to the halfway house. He had to go in for supper between six and seven, and remain on the premises overnight, from 11 p.m. to 7 a.m. And Saga didn’t really fit into Freyja’s idea of a romantic evening with a hot date.

The little girl seemed to read Freyja’s mind as she sat beside her in yet another high chair at yet another restaurant. Scowling, she went on poking her finger into the small bowl of tomato ketchup. Saga was a fussy eater. Freyja had cooked a healthy meal for her earlier but she might as well not have gone to the trouble. Saga had merely pushed her food off the tray of her high chair into Molly’s waiting jaws. Then, inevitably, when it got to bedtime, the little girl had been too hungry to sleep, so Freyja had resorted to dressing her again and taking her out for supper. She had opted for a burger joint, against the express wishes of Saga’s mother Fanney, who wanted her daughter to eat nothing but organic food, preferably sugar-free too. Sometimes, Freyja reasoned, you had to bend the rules. Besides, until the little girl started talking properly, there was no way her mother could find out, since Fanney was about as likely to wander into a burger bar as she was to become a defender on Iceland’s national team.

The place had zero charm. In one corner there was a play area, consisting of a large plastic slide and a ball-pit hardly any bigger than a bathtub. These offerings held no attraction for the scattering of children in there at this late hour. Instead, they sat with their adult companions, staring dully at the toys that came with the kids’ meals.

Saga licked the ketchup off her finger and stuck it straight back in the bowl. ‘Eat up.’ Freyja picked up a small chunk of what purported to be chicken and held it to Saga’s lips. The little girl wrenched her head away.

‘Try dipping it in ketchup. That might work.’

Freyja raised her head, startled. Who should it be but Huldar, armed with a tray of the same kind of junk that was still sitting wrapped in front of her: burger, chips and Coke.

‘Mind if I join you?’

She could hardly say no.

Huldar squeezed into the booth, sitting unnecessarily close, though there was plenty of room.

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