Rough Justice: Liar liar reap the fire (Blagger's Code Book 2) by Heather Atkinson

Author:Heather Atkinson [Atkinson, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-19T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

“There’s millions of places selling candy floss in Blackpool,” grumbled Caleb as they made their third walk along the seafront.

First they’d tried the Grand Theatre near The Tower to check if their man worked there but the staff preparing for the show that night had never seen him. A light drizzle was in the air and despite Caleb’s thick coat it felt to have soaked him through. The wind had kicked up again too, the howling cold gnawing right into his bones.

“Gordon could have made it all up so we’d waste our time walking about in the cold chasing after a phantom,” he muttered. “He’s probably sat at home all cosy and warm laughing his head off at us.”

“Gordon doesn’t have a sense of humour, not in that way,” replied Faith. “His idea of a joke is stabbing someone in the kneecap and watching them hop about screaming.”

“I used to think we were the scariest people in this town but that’s not true, is it?”

“No but we’re pretty high up there if that makes you feel any better.”

“Maybe our mystery man had just eaten some candy floss? It doesn’t mean he serves it on one of these little stalls,” he said, indicating a small open-fronted shop. A line of children waited to be served, huddled together against the elements under the colourful striped awning.

“Maybe but why would someone eat candy floss then go and buy a gun?”

“Who knows? Maybe he’s a candy floss addict? Or maybe he’d just had some candy floss flavoured bubble gum?”

“We have to try, it’s all we’ve got.”

“Suppose,” he said, feeling cold and miserable.

They’d been walking for ten minutes when Faith came to a sudden halt.

“Look,” she said, pointing to the restaurant they were standing outside.

Caleb looked up at the front of the building and frowned. “Mr Yoyo’s Fun Palace. Urgh.”

“It’s a restaurant catering for families. They have a ball pit, television screens playing cartoons, candy floss and clown entertainment.”

“Candy floss and clowns?” said Caleb, stifling a shiver.

“Our mystery man was wearing theatrical paint,” said Faith. “Not make-up. White theatrical paint, like a…”

“Clown.”

“I remembered smashing Michael’s hideous Balloon Clown ornament. That’s what gave me the idea.”

“Well let’s get in there,” said Caleb, shoving open the door.

Warmth enveloped him but the relief was short-lived when the noise hit him like a wall - children shouting and yelling in the ball pit, the cries of several babies and a chorus of happy birthday from a large table in the corner.

“Bloody hell, it’s heaving in here,” he said.

“It’s cold and rainy outside and children need entertaining,” replied Faith.

“We don’t have a kid. We’re going to look like a couple of paedos.”

“No we’re not. We’re here to ask about a party for our own child.”

“Our child. Faith, that’s sick.”

“Just play along,” she said when a beaming waitress bustled up to them looking so calm and happy the restaurant could have been empty.

“Can I help you?” she chirpily asked.

“We’d like to enquire about having our daughter’s birthday party here,” smiled Faith.

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