‘Almost certainly.’ Martin opened the front gate of one of a small, neat row of houses. ‘I gather that the Monday Club came round here yesterday, after your visit.’ ‘That’s all right then. What we can’t eat, we can use to shore up the flood defences.’ Cass stopped at the end of the path and Jack decided to wait with her, leaving Martin to approach the cottage alone. The door was opened by a small, neatly dressed woman who might or might not be Miss Palmer. She didn’t look eighty-two. ‘Vicar. Lovely to see you.’ She craned around to look at Cass and Jack. ‘You’ve brought reinforcements, I see.’ Martin’s shoulders drooped. Clearly, reinforcements were exactly what he needed. ‘That her?’ Jack murmured the words to Cass and she nodded, turning her back on the front door. ‘Yep. She’s...’ ‘Cassandra!’ Cass jumped and swivelled back to face Miss Palmer. ‘Do turn around, dear; you know I can’t hear you.’ ‘Sorry.
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