Chapter Seventeen
“Hey, Richard, wanna drop me off at Nathaniel Marsden’s place?” Matthew said as the vicar drove past the museum on their way back into the village.
“Of course, no problem. I didn’t realise you had work today.”
“I don’t. Not really. I can kinda do what I want when I want on that job, but I’m getting close to the stage where I can start planting stuff, so in other words, close to the end. Plus, I really need something to distract me for a bit while I figure some stuff out.”
Richard shrugged. “Fair enough. You’re not going to speak to your brother?”
“Not just yet. We said we’d get in contact if we found something out. And we’ve discovered precisely nothing, so there’s no rush.”
They fell silent and Richard steered the car through the village with frequent stops along t
