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dangerous, and expensive too.’
              ‘Of course, I wasn’t pl– ‘
              ‘Ah, there’s Jonathan,’ said George. Was it Hazel’s imagination, or did he seem relieved? Which was strange, given the fact that he and Jonathan were barely on speaking terms.
              Jonathan was walking down the gravelled path with Seth and Ben in tow. Ben was carrying a large, flat parcel.
              ‘We saw you from the library,’ Seth called.
              ‘We were just about to tuck into our pizza, but then the boys wanted to sit out here instead,’ Jonathan explained.
              Hazel’s eyebrows rose. ‘Pizza? In the library?’
              ‘Awful, aren’t I? Feeding my kids junk food in a nineteenth century library. If Mrs Whitmore finds out, I’m for the high jump.’
              Running his fingers through his hair, Jonathan smiled. Hazel felt that familiar tug in her abdomen, followed by a feeling of guilt that she could ever have suspected him of any kind of wrong-doing. Whatever went on here at the manor, if anything at all, she was sure he had nothing to do with it.
              ‘Fancy some pizza, Granddad?’ Ben held out the box, but behind his apparent high spirits his eyes were wary.
              ‘I’ve just had ... ’ George began, then looking from Hazel to Jonathan and back to Hazel again, he summoned up a smile. ‘Is it pepperoni?’
              ‘Course,’ said Ben.
              ‘Then I’d love a slice.’
              Ben turned to Hazel. ‘You like pepperoni?’
              ‘My favourite, although I quite like cheese and tomato as well.’
              ‘Did you hear that, Dad? Next time we’ll order two, and then we can have a real family dinner.’
              Ben passed the box to Seth and the boys tucked into their pizzas with gusto. Hazel met Jonathan’s eyes over their tousled heads. There was that smile again, and that funny feeling in her stomach. It made her go completely weak at the knees, and it was just as well she was sitting down because she wasn’t sure her legs would have been able to carry her.
              Family dinner.
              It sounded so nice. Having little family of her own, Hazel realised how much she missed it. And the idea of a life with Jonathan, George, and the boys, was suddenly so appealing that she had trouble swallowing.
              I’m falling for him , she realised. Big time.
     

CHAPTER SIX
     
    She left them soon after, returning the hamper and washing up the plates and cups, not wanting to give Irene extra work.
              Then she retired to her flat to read a book on Jacobean architecture, which Jonathan had lent her. Normally the subject fascinated her and could keep her enthralled for hours, but after half an hour she had to give up. Instead, she pottered about aimlessly, unable to get the picture of Jonathan and his family out of her mind. In the end, she made herself a plate of pasta for supper and went to bed early.
              At least Monday would bring a welcome distraction in the form of her job and finding ways of slipping under Tabitha’s radar.
              She woke in the middle of the night with a peculiar feeling that everything was somehow too quiet. Her alarm clock showed two in the morning. Groaning, she turned over and tried to go back to sleep, but there was too much on her mind, and she pushed the covers irritably aside.
              When she spied the light at the bottom of the park once again, all thoughts of sleep left her.
              George claimed to know nothing about the green light, but having seen it several times now, Hazel knew it couldn’t be her imagination. Expensive machinery was stored in that outbuilding. What if someone was trying to break in?
              Without any thought to the