The Nurse(54)

To my surprise, I had a reply a few minutes later.

Yes, would like that. When?





I was starting a run of two nights. It would have been sensible to wait till they were done. More sense to have abandoned the plan altogether. It was crazy, flaky, but now that I had the photographic proof, it might just work. Sadly, it needed Mr Wallace’s demise to put into action. After all, I couldn’t blackmail the grieving widow until she was one.

I tapped out a message:

How about tomorrow? 2ish? Cafe Renaldo?





Perfect.