As soon as everyone had been given the all-clear, three adults and four children left the hospital with Andy. Outside, he summoned a taxi to carry the Bramwells to Laura’s house. Since the shop and living accommodation had been assessed as probably unsafe, the Bramwells had to stay at the Carsons’ home. Matt’s bedroom now contained two boys head-to-tail in his bed, and two girls were head-to-tail in Lucy’s. Laura had a camp bed in Lucy’s room, which was the smallest, while Andy settled on the living room sofa. Daisy and Barry Bramwell took the master, and Andy was plotting downstairs for hours. By morning, he had sorted everything out in his head and on paper. The owners of the chip shop could remain here, while he, Laura and her children should get away as soon as possible. He glanced at the clock; it was half past seven, and the police had failed to wake the sleepers upstairs. Only Andy knew that Neil was dead. Sighing, he went into the kitchen to make a pot of tea for Laura.
