Chapter FourteenJenny didn't look at the screen of her mobile phone when it went off, believing instinctively that it was Mark. But it wasn't Mark. It was a woman's voice that now rasped down the line.
“We need to talk, Jenny. Down by the lighthouse. Thirty minutes.”
The call ended.
The weather had suddenly changed, a threatening clump of dark, menacing clouds drifting in from the sea. Even the air seemed charged with tension. A storm was coming. As she drove along the sweeping road that meandered alongside the sea towards the lighthouse, the wind began to violently jolt the van sideways, buffeting it with sudden, powerful gusts. The sky darkened, becoming black in places. A sudden boom of thunder made her almost lose control, and she slowed the vehicle right down. She didn't want to cr
