‘I think it’s best if you stay here with me, for now.’

Harry Riddles stared into his mug of coffee. ‘Are you sure Philbs? Tongues might wag’

Pauline Philbey laughed. ‘Tongues have been wagging about me for years, Harry. One more scandal is not going to make much difference to my reputation in Holme Hill after all this time, will it?

Riddles shook his head and smiled.

‘In any case, Harry, they won’t know you are living at my house.’

‘How so?’

‘Because, my dear, if this death threat really is serious, then you – and I – need to take it seriously.’

Harry Riddles put his empty mug down on the coffee table and buried his head in his hands. ‘You are the only person I f...

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