“OKAY, NOW OLIVER’S out of the way,” Mitchell said once he was alone with Kieran. “I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news...”
“It’s okay, I know why you’re here,” Kieran said sadly. “You’ve found Georgie.” He didn’t look at Mitchell as he said that, instead he focused on righting the table and chairs overturned during his fight with Kieran.
“Who told you?” Mitchell asked, bending to help with the table, he would not have liked to lay odds on who had contacted Kieran, the list of possibilities was too long.
“I must have been called or text by half the village in the last hour and a half,” Kieran said. He gave a short, humourless laugh. “You know how it is around here, nobody can wait to pass on any news they hear, especially if it’s bad news.”
Mitchell nodded, aware of how much the vill
