It had been several weeks since her quarrel with Guy and the only comfort she could offer herself was that since she had now experienced the worst shock that life could possibly give her, things could only get better. But alas not yet. No, she was quite definitely not feeling anything like better yet. She had arrived for her appointment with Jon ten minutes ago but had found it wholly impossible to concentrate on what he was saying to her about her late uncle's debts. Sorting through her uncle's possessions, finding a new valuer to assess them, and dealing with the assorted paperwork had taken longer than she, or her mother, had ever anticipated. 'I'm so sorry,' she apologised through her tears, accepting the box of tissues he proffered her. 'It's just...' Jon, who had heard from Jenny what had happened, said nothing. Privately he found it extremely difficult to believe that Chrissie could have had anything to do with the theft. 'I suppose you've heard that the police are still investigating?' Chrissie commented when she had finally stemmed her tears.
