Chapter 3
FOR THE NEXT few days, Nellie didn’t leave the warehouse much.
Zelda went out on her rounds, but she took only Koby and Ewout, Jantien’s oldest son. He was ten, and quite a handsome young lad with his thick mop of blond hair. Nellie hated to think how many hearts he melted with those big blue eyes, and how many purses opened at the thought of him living on the street.
Zelda either didn’t need someone to pose as a local herb woman, or she noticed Nellie’s reluctance to play that role. Even when she was at the warehouse, she always looked for ways to make money. She sent the kids to trade ointment for eggs. She told Agatha to go to a house in New Harbour to pick up a parcel. It contained two bottles of syrupy liquid, which she took to the workshop where Hilde and Gertie mixed it
