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Dale and Cleo Hulford’s house didn’t look like the home of a teenager who got themselves into drugs. Jack and Wendy knew from experience that stereotypes were there to be broken, but they each had a sense that all wasn’t as it seemed as they parked up at the end of the driveway and looked around them.
‘Nice street,’ Wendy said.
‘Well, yeah. What else did you think you were gonna get when you saw the words “Private Road” at the entrance?’ Jack replied, getting out of the car.
They walked up the Hulfords’ driveway and pressed the doorbell — an old-fashioned affair that sounded as if it was ringing bells throughout the house. A few moments later, a tall, lanky man in a chequered short-sleeve shirt and chinos answered the door.
‘Mr Hulford? Jack Culverhouse and Wendy Knight, from Milden
