swayed with it.
‘Emma, what’s wrong? Daisy tried calling me too.’
‘I’m in You For Coffee with her now.’
‘I thought she was going to Lauren’s after school?’
‘She did, then Lauren and her mum came into Abergavenny with Daisy. Daisy called me to come and pick her up, she said she’d wait in the park for me. Lauren’s mother bought her an ice cream.’
‘She left her alone in Abergavenny? She’s only eleven!’
‘Dom, she’s been to town before, and waited until I picked her up.’
‘Right. So what’s wrong?’
‘Daisy was on her phone. A woman walked up to her, like directly to her across the grass. Daisy says she looked up to see what she wanted, and the woman just stood there staring straight at her. Then she said, “Soft bitch,” and walked away.’
‘What? What woman? Why?’
‘I don’t bloody know!’
Dom heard Daisy say something in the background. She and Emma mumbled something, then there was a scratching sound and her daughter came on the line. ‘Dad?’
‘Honey, you okay?’
‘Yeah, I’m fine. But that woman was scary. Really grinned a lot, almost laughing. Like Mum just told you, she said “Soft bitch,” and then walked away. Really slow. She wasn’t worried about anything, you know? Didn’t think I’d stand up to her or anything.’
‘Did you know her?’
‘Never seen her before. She smelled of sweat, though. Real stinky.’
‘So what did you do?’
‘Left the park, tried to phone you, rang Mum and then came to the coffee shop. Do you think she knows the man in the Jeep?’
‘What man? What Jeep?’
‘Oh, hang on, Mum hasn’t …’ She trailed off and Dom was left with a quiet phone, more rustling in the background, distant voices.
‘Emma? Daisy?’ His voice was raised, almost shouting, and the car’s interior suddenly felt claustrophobic. When he drew in the humid air was it was devoid of oxygen. Throwing the door open, he almost fell out onto the road. The tarmac was hot and sticky. The air was so still that even the birds seemed too lethargic to sing. The landscape held its breath, and through the phone jammed against his ear he heard only the background sounds.
‘Emma!’ he shouted again, and then she was there.
‘Some guy in a Jeep. I think he’s been following me.’
Dom closed his eyes. The Loony Tunes had been in a van and a BMW, not a Jeep. The crashed BMW had been found, but not the van. And they were proper criminals, armed and dangerous, so of course they wouldn’t use their own vehicles to do the robbery.
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