46.The text message came sometime after five in the morning. Lia woke up to the alert sound. She had been having a hard time sleeping.The text was from Peter Gerrish.‘Ring me. I heard from your work that you’re travelling. Ring me now.’The time difference from London was three hours. Gerrish had sent the message in the middle of the night. The police in London were working the case around the clock.Lia didn’t ring. She stood up, quickly showered and went to knock on Mari’s and Rico’s doors. She didn’t bother with Paddy’s door – she imagined he had spent the night in Mari’s room. ‘It’s good you haven’t rung Gerrish,’ Mari said when they met in the breakfast room. ‘There isn’t any reason to let the police know you’re in Zanzibar,’ she carried on, keeping her voice low enough that the waiter wouldn’t hear.He was a little surly at having them wake up so early, but he still made coffee and tea and then went to get fresh bread.Lia looked at Mari.‘Did you sleep at all?’ she asked.‘A little,’ Mari said.During the night she had had an idea.
