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Chapter 18

Friday night

Jon settled into a wooded spot above Mrs. Butler's house, and wondered why the woman left her home at night. It was dangerous, whatever the reason. Surely since the child's body had been found, she wouldn't be out wandering, but just in case, he'd sit there as an unofficial guard. With Trewe as suspicious as he was, Jon couldn't be seen to be too involved.

That was a powerful drink he'd had with Tavy-a drink called scrumpy, a type of cider served straight from the barrel. After he took Tavy home, it hit him, and he didn't trust himself to be able to navigate well. So, he had parked and taken a nap in the quiet lane by Tavy's house. When he woke, he had driven to his caravan and taken a cold shower in the cramped, toilet-shower contraption before setting out again for a walk. The brisk night air would set him right.