What Happens in France by Carol Wyer

Author:Carol Wyer
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781788632768
Publisher: Canelo Digital Publishing Ltd
Published: 2018-11-27T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

TUESDAY, 25 JULY – MORNING

‘This cursed car!

‘Now, now. There’s to be no swearing in this car,’ Bryony said, smirking at the look on Lewis’s face. The engine churned again before the two cylinders kicked in. The engine trembled, screeched then whizzed and popped at idle.

‘Just when I think I’ve got it, I forget where the gears are. Okay, come on, you little furry pain, let’s get going.’

‘It’s quite minimalist in here, isn’t it?’

‘That’s one word to describe it. I can think of a few others that aren’t suitable for prime-time viewing,’ he added as the Citroën lurched around the car park.

‘The seats are comfortable though. They’re really wide and softly sprung. I’m slumped in mine like it’s an overused sofa.’

‘They have to be large and comfy to soak up all the bumps and bounces. Aha! I’m sorted now. I’m going to drive this tin shed like it’s never been driven before. Are you sure you don’t want to have a go at driving?’

‘I’ll drive if you don’t fancy it but I am probably the best person to read the files and sort out the clues. I can speed read – it’s one of the skills I picked up while studying at university. I’ll be able to get through the information quickly.’

Lewis pursed his lips and let out a slow whistle. ‘Brains, looks and can speed read. I’m impressed. Of course, I’ve driven around Silverstone Grand Prix circuit so clearly, I’m more suited to driving.’

‘Did you really?’

‘I took an Aston Martin around the circuit on one of those track days where lots of petrol-heads turn up wanting to screech around the track like racing drivers. You could almost taste the testosterone in the briefing room before we went out onto the circuit. I managed about three laps in ten seconds. At least, that’s what it felt like. It was probably ten minutes. I was terrified. I think I drove the last lap with my eyes shut! Which pretty much accounts for why I was so good at yesterday’s challenge. Can you read out the first clue again? I’m ready to tackle the road.’

‘Locate the flying flea then search for the elephant to discover your first clue.’

‘Wasn’t the flying flea some sort of aeroplane?’ asked Lewis, furrowing his brow.

‘Known as “pou du ciel” in French,’ replied Bryony. ‘They were home-made aircraft built in the 1930s, I believe.’

Lewis shook his head and laughed. ‘You never fail to astound me. How do you know all this stuff?’

‘Too much time spent with my nose in a book. Although, you can never have too much time reading,’ she answered. ‘I’m not sure where I picked up that particular piece of information. Dad enjoys watching documentaries on television, especially those about history.’ For a second an image of her father filled her head.

Bryony relegated the memory to the back of her mind. ‘I expect it was something I learnt from one of those. He was invariably glued to one documentary or another,’ she added absently as she chewed her lip.

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