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Chapter 34

Thursday morning

Day twelve

It was six o'clock by Jon's mobile. He lay in the bed trying to think, but a mist had settled in his brain. Could be because he'd stayed late at the Spider's Web, with drinks all around, pretending to be interested in snooker, whilst listening to the locals discuss Tavy. But he'd left the pub with more questions than answers.

There was a rap sound at the door.

He struggled away from the thick duvet, threw on some trousers and opened the door.

In stepped Trewe. "Hallo, it's six o'clock. Are you sleeping in?"

"No, sir. I had a late-"

"Good, I need a word." He took the only chair available. "This place looks like a tip."