The Sting of Death
“She was free now to carry out the search of the farm that she’d been itching to undertake. She had always enjoyed looking for things, missing pens, magazines, equipment of all sorts. There was a meticulousness to her character that made her habitually note where she left things, where she observed them lying as she went about her work. She had an excellent sense of direction, and a nose for people’s means of concealment. What’s more, she admitted to herself, a child who’d been missing and possi...bly dead for over a week would be locatable by the olfactory sense, if nothing else.
All of which suggested that the police search would surely have found Georgia if she’d been anywhere near the farmhouse or Justine’s cottage. Not knowing the layout, or the extent of the property, she let instinct take over. To her left was a small orchard, containing ten or twelve mature apple trees, not the modern stunted user-friendly mutations, but good-sized tree-shaped specimens.MoreLess
All of which suggested that the police search would surely have found Georgia if she’d been anywhere near the farmhouse or Justine’s cottage. Not knowing the layout, or the extent of the property, she let instinct take over. To her left was a small orchard, containing ten or twelve mature apple trees, not the modern stunted user-friendly mutations, but good-sized tree-shaped specimens.MoreLess
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