‘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 Messenger’s readers are female, I need a ‘Famous Daughters of Salthaven’ story to run straight after the Andrew Collins one.’ ‘Always assuming you manage to solve Andrew Collins’s plane crash in the first place. Which famous daughter did you have in mind?’ Leo grinned at her. ‘That’s exactly what I was going to ask you. What a coincidence!’ ‘You, Leo Williams, are an opportunist.’ ‘She doesn’t have to be enormously famous, just noteworthy. Someone unusual or inspiring. Your Aunt Bridget? Himalaya walking at the age of eighty?’ ‘Hardly. All her friends think she’s bonkers. And before this she’s lived a really ordinary life. All my family have been ordinary.
