Tragedy At Two
Tragedy At Two
“The envelope containing fifty pounds and the box of six eggs had gone. She breathed a sigh of relief, and set about opening the chicken house and topping up the feed trough. The sun came out from behind a high mist, and her spirits rose. Turning to walk back to the house, she froze.
“Morning missus,” said a gruff voice behind her. She turned around and saw the same rough-looking man who had accosted her before.
“What do you want?” she said as sharply as she could manage. “You’ve taken the money... and the eggs. Now bugger off!”
“Not s’fast, lady,” Harry said. “I think you must’a misheard me. I said seventy-fi ve pounds would put things right for you. Make sure the extra’s here tomorrer. Same stone. An’ another dozen eggs. Me brother’s very fond of eggs. Don’t forget, now. Alf’s a wicked man when he’s roused. We know that from the past, don’t we?”
Edwina was speechless. What did people say about blackmail? Never give in to it. And she foolishly had done so.MoreLess
“Morning missus,” said a gruff voice behind her. She turned around and saw the same rough-looking man who had accosted her before.
“What do you want?” she said as sharply as she could manage. “You’ve taken the money... and the eggs. Now bugger off!”
“Not s’fast, lady,” Harry said. “I think you must’a misheard me. I said seventy-fi ve pounds would put things right for you. Make sure the extra’s here tomorrer. Same stone. An’ another dozen eggs. Me brother’s very fond of eggs. Don’t forget, now. Alf’s a wicked man when he’s roused. We know that from the past, don’t we?”
Edwina was speechless. What did people say about blackmail? Never give in to it. And she foolishly had done so.MoreLess
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