Goosey Goosey Gander by Frank Edwards

Author:Frank Edwards [Edwards, Frank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781906033385
Publisher: Helion & Company Ltd.
Published: 2008-03-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

resham Reed had just about given up on the Tewkes site. The whole damned business was getting too messy, and the police investigation, dragging on as it was, meant time and money. Especially money. The thing was becoming not worth the candle. There was that flat piece of land near Lincoln he was in with a shout for, but that was more money again. And, thinking of money, there was that which lay with the curvaceous form of Galina Foxley. The merry widow’s attractions remained. Reed was a man of more than the business world.

Mainly for that reason he had come back down for one last fish. Or a stab. He wasn’t going to waste any more time, but he still hated to lose, and in Galina there was that extra chance of a gain. Not that she had in any way given him, as they used to say so deliciously, expectations, but there was a kindred business soul. Of that he was sure. Especially over this land. She had played her cards well. She could become the outright owner given the right shakings of a lawyer’s tail but, again, that was going to take time. And back to money!

He had stayed at the best that Gloucester had to offer, driving down to Talbot in his run-around cheap Jag the next morning, early. He hesitated which to call at first, Fox Lea or the wetland. Having driven around a while aimlessly listening to the radio, the background music of Classic FM he found soothing, and stopping from time to time to check for emails and texts, replying with passion to three of them – when the cat is away, even for a day! – he settled on neither. Not long before ten he parked outside the front door of Wickton. There was a servant to open it. He was ushered, in not too polished a way, to the presence of the lady of the house. Marcia had some inculcation still to do. Jeremy had not yet returned.

“Out shooting? Not over the reserve I trust?”

“I see no reason why he should not”, was his hostess’s reply, “but I understand that he is going up river with some friends from the County Wildfowlers. They own well over twenty miles of the estuary banks you know.” Reed didn’t know, and had no interest so long as their reach had not yet taken in the Tewkes land.

“I didn’t know. Being a foreigner hereabouts. Also, not my sport.”

“If you buy the land surely there will still be room for some sport?”

“I’m sure of it.” He wasn’t, but what he said had no legal standing. Still, steady Gresham!

“Any news of a settlement yet? I understood that your husband hoped to have had possession confirmed by now.” He knew he had hit upon a problem. This was not, however, a time to pussyfoot around. That time was that money. Seeing Marcia’s face, he pressed on just as he thought he heard the front door go. The master may well have returned.

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