Chapter 2Gethin
Gethin sighed to himself, rubbing his hands over his face. He couldn’t make the figures add up, however many times he tried. He needed a break and he needed a cup of tea. He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. He had an incipient headache. He needed some fresh air into the bargain.
He rubbed his hands over his face again before pushing himself to his feet. “I’m going over to the cafe to get a latte,” he said to Lillian across the room. “Do you want anything?”
“Oooh, yes please,” she said, reaching under her desk for her voluminous handbag and rummaging inside. “A hot chocolate please. With cream and marshmallows. And a bit of that carrot-cake if they’ve got any left.”
He raised his eyebrows at her. She’d been telling him about her Slimming World cla
