Her hands were shaking as she placed the box on the highest shelf in the cupboard, out of Zac’s line of vision and out of his reach. But out of sight wasn’t out of mind and she had to decide what to do next. Call the cops – wasn’t that the right thing to do? This was a threat, a blatant threat, and she didn’t have much doubt where it had come from. Lena Gissing had made her feelings crystal clear when they’d clashed earlier in the day. Maddie pulled her phone out of her rucksack and began to dial. But no sooner had she started than she had second thoughts. What would she tell Zac when the police came round? How would she explain? She didn’t want him scared, but he was bound to be. No, maybe it would be better if she went down to Cowan Road. But then she’d need to get someone to sit with Zac. Not Shauna – she reckoned she’d exhausted any outstanding goodwill there – which meant that it would have to be Alisha. Maddie put the phone down while she thought about it some more.
