Grandma Evans just stood there with her mouth wide-open, right hand clutched to her body. She had been caught in the act of trying to remove a priceless object from an alarmed display stand.


6. Family's honour

Chapter 6. Family's honour

   William was still feeling sick in the morning, so it was down to me to be Sherlock Homes without the aid of my Doctor Watson to sleuth with pen and notepad in hand to protect the family’s honour.

   After breakfast, I followed Grandma at a distance. She wandered about the hotel apparently looking for someplace special, when she turned her head to glance in my direction; I slipped behind one of the supporting ceiling columns and watch her reflection in a shop window. She appeared to see what she was looking for and was gone quick as a flash.

   Gosh, I was unsure which direction to go because her reflection had appeared to walk directly away from the window. Hell! Which way? I made a decision and dashed down to the end of the corridor running pasted the shop selling necklaces and the one with candy. I then turned the corner where thankfully I caught a glimpse of Grandma going into the hotel hairdressers.

   Wow, that was a near thing. She certainly could move fast for an old lady with a gammy leg needing a stick.

   Panic over, Grandma was going to be in there forever getting her hair done.

   I hadn’t been in this part of the hotel before so I decided to go explore. To my surprise there was a back door leading to and from a busy street. I stationed myself nearby just in case Grandma ventured out.

   This waiting game was certainly no fun. Next time I must remember to bring a comic with me to read. I was so bored, even doing a game of noughts and crosses didn’t help to pass the time. 

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