Chapter 37

 

  Han Trafford’s House

  8.58 p.m.

 

  James opened the door to his father’s house, threw his keys onto the sideboard and huffed into the lounge.

  “What happened?” asked Han.

  “Nothing, absolutely nothing. I couldn’t find them at the burial mound.”

  “Perhaps you missed them?”

  “No, I don’t think so. Mr Garraway’s car was parked near the entrance.”

  “Are you sure it was his?”

  “Yeah, I recognised it from last week. He parked it in Howie’s drive, when we were all at his flat.”

  Han nodded.

  “I waited by the entrance to the woods for almost half an hour. I was sure they would eventually appear, but I gave up. They’re probably lurking around deep in the woods somewhere, and there was no way I was going in there on my own.”

  “Don’t worry, I’ll call Howie in the morning and find out what happened,” said Han.