Run Rabbit Run by Kate Johnson

Author:Kate Johnson [Johnson, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, mystery, Thriller, contemporary fiction
Publisher: Choc Lit
Published: 2012-02-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Evelyn drove him home, which was kind of her, Luke supposed. Especially since she was now sporting several more scratches and developing a nice bruise on her arm. He supposed she’d found Tammy’s box, then. It was a source of entertainment to him every time Sophie tried to wrestle Tammy – who, he was led to believe, actually liked Sophie – into her box. The tiny tabby somehow managed to develop twice as many limbs and seven times as many claws than usual.

‘Fight with a hedge-trimmer?’ he asked.

Her lips thinned. ‘That cat is a menace.’

‘She’s a sweet kitten really.’

‘She bit me.’ Evelyn indicated the bruise. ‘Had I not been wearing a jacket she’d have drawn blood.’

Luke hid a smile. Tammy was a rescue cat, and she had a habit of lashing out when she was frightened. He didn’t know if she’d been abused as a kitten or if she was just a bit psychotic, but he admired her spirit. And besides, it was good to see Evelyn’s composure ruffled.

‘Your Sophie must be insane to love an animal like that.’

‘It’s certainly one theory.’

The place was immaculate when he walked in. Cleaner than he’d left it, and he wasn’t a messy person. The faintest of dark marks between the floorboards was the only evidence that anyone had been bleeding there.

That was the Security Service for you. Thorough. Precise. They’d have searched everywhere and put everything back exactly where they found it.

‘More like it was before it was,’ he murmured.

‘Sorry?’ Evelyn stood in the doorway, letting cold air in.

‘They did slightly too good a job of pretending they weren’t here.’ He wandered over to the bookshelves. No dust marks where the books had been pulled out. Luke couldn’t remember the last time he’d dusted.

‘I really must get searched by MI5 more often,’ he said. ‘They’re excellent housekeepers.’

‘Are you sure you’re feeling all right?’ Evelyn asked doubtfully.

‘Yep. Look in the cupboard next to the hob, will you? The one with a hole in it.’

He didn’t look round, but heard her footsteps on the kitchen tiles. He kept searching the shelves.

‘It’s empty,’ she said.

‘No broken glass?’

‘All tidied away. Not a speck of it left.’

‘And the bottom cupboard, last on the right?’

A moment, then, ‘Saucepans. A turkey tray. A wok. Frying pans. What am I looking for?’

‘Any cigarettes in there?’

‘A packet of Dunhill’s. I thought you’d given up?’

Thought the bastards might have requisitioned those. ‘I have. Come over here.’

Obediently she came, standing a little too close to him. Luke pointed to his CDs, neatly lined up.

Evelyn stared for a moment, then said, ‘I never pegged you as a Crowded House fan.’

‘Saw them in Sydney. You’re not looking properly, Evelyn. What’s next to Crowded House?’

She peered. ‘Led Zeppelin?’

‘And next to that?’

‘Daniel Barenboim, the Beethoven Sonatas. You have diverse taste, but –’

‘Why would I put those three together? They’re completely different kinds of music and they’re not even in alphabetical order.’

Evelyn stood back and regarded the neat rows.

‘They’re …’ she began doubtfully. ‘In colour order?’

‘Like a damn rainbow.

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