“Dig? What on earth for?”
“I want to dig up the Saxon curse. I know where it’s buried to within a few feet. Heather here can supply the equipment to locate the exact spot; she’s an archaeologist, you know?”
Adams-Wessex began a long, interested interrogation about Heather’s career, which did wonders for snapping her out of her sullen mood. The upshot was that Jake not only gained permission to dig whenever he wanted, he also gained Heather’s cooperation.
He had to wait until the following weekend for his wife to arrive with a proton magnetometer. She made it very obvious when she got there that she was checking out his bedsit for traces of female occupation. She didn’t find anything to arouse her suspicions because Liffi was staying with her friend, Sophie. At least, that was what he ha
