‘Don’t you sleep?’ demanded Penny as she answered the door, thanking whichever deity kept an eye on her these days that she’d got dressed before making breakfast. ‘Not when there’s a story to track down.’ he replied, following her into the kitchen. ‘Also, I’ve run out of t...
He was a little ashamed at having deceived her, but it would excuse his remaining here longer if he were thought not as fit as he actually was. For a moment, his legs seemed disinclined to obey him, but he put the trifling annoyance aside as he saw Caroline – as he had expected – return to the st...
‘Excuse me, but sorting out my daughter’s marriage was important! Which particular real story did you have in mind to concentrate on? The secret lab or the mysterious fifties plane crash?’ ‘Both of them,’ he said cheerfully. ‘Also, since my editor pointed out that sixty-three percent of the Messe...