His Little Girl by Liz Fielding

Author:Liz Fielding [Fielding, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-05-27T04:00:00+00:00

Dora closed the back door behind the two policemen and leaned weakly against it. She had begun to think they would never go.

It was Pete’s radio which finally, thankfully, had interrupted the flow. ‘We’re wanted back at base, Sarge,’ he’d said, heading for the door.

‘I’ll be right out.’ The sergeant had immediately become businesslike. ‘You’ll need to get someone to fix the door, Miss Kavanagh.’

‘Don’t worry, I have someone I can call.’

‘Yes, well, if your sister wants to make a claim, she can pick up a form from the station.’

‘I shouldn’t think so. You were just doing your job.’

‘To be honest, we were concerned about your safety. We thought he must have stolen your car. You might have been lying in here hurt, or worse.’

‘Well, as you see, I’m perfectly safe.’ But where were Gannon and Sophie?

‘If you do see anything suspicious you will give us a call, Miss Kavanagh, won’t you?’

‘Surely your man will be miles away by now?’

‘Possibly. But it wouldn’t be wise to take any risks.’

‘I won’t.’ Her subconscious had responded with a hoot of hollow laughter. ‘If I do see anything, I’ll call 999 without delay.’

‘If it’s a real emergency don’t hesitate, but this is the number of the local police station.’ He’d produced a card and written his name on the back. ‘And call BT and get the phone fixed. Or I’ll call them if you like.’ He’d nodded at the mobile phone, lying on the sofa. ‘Those things can let you down at the vital moment.’

Tell me about it. She’d snatched the phone up and switched it on. There’d been a satisfactory beep. ‘It’s fine,’ she’d said. ‘I’ll do it straight away.’

‘Good. Any other queries, just ring me at the station. I’ll come straight over.’ He’d handed her the card.

‘That’s kind of you.’

She’d seen them to the car and, although a few heavy drops of rain had been beginning to fall, watched while Pete reversed and drove with pointed care around the Mini. She’d watched until the car had manoeuvred the drive and was out in the lane, gathering speed towards the village. Only then had she gone back inside the cottage, her legs like weak jelly as she closed the door.

Finally she gathered the strength to move. ‘Gannon!’ she shouted. ‘They’ve gone.’ Her voice seemed to echo through the empty house. She ran up the stairs. ‘Gannon!’ She flung. open doors. ‘I don’t know where the devil you’re hiding, but you can come out now.’ Nothing. Silence.

She walked through the rooms that had been so recently searched by two very thorough policemen, yet she still somehow expected him to pop out from under the bed. ‘Gannon!’

She went into the bathroom he had used and spotted the razor lying on the shelf. That wasn’t very clever. But then she hadn’t been prepared for a police search.

She looked down at the mobile phone she was still carrying about with her. She’d taken it from the policeman without thinking. He’d picked it up off the sofa and handed it to her, and she suddenly realised what that meant.

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