Bye Bye Baby

24

I spent the morning checking out the local joke shops to see if anyone sold the type of fake finger Mrs Wilson had received. Turned out they all did. None had sold any recently, though. I'd need to widen the search.

I was on my way to grab a sandwich when my mobile rang. It was Les.

"Clare's gone," he said.

"The hell do you mean?"

"She told me she was hungry, wanted some beans on toast with cheese. About all I can cook. So I went to make it. When I came back, she wasn't here."

I waited a second. "And the money?"

"Gone too. She's taken it with her."