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Davina Davenport, queen of being positive, had reached the end

And in that moment she did it

Davina let go of all her dreams The one where she becareat with Jack The one where she got to live in Millie’s old house and bake cookies all day long They’d all been stupid, irow up It was tiet real about life It was tiive up completely As Davina accepted her fate, she felt her heart shred within her And then she felt nothing at all

Jack was in the shohen the phone rang It was the police station They wanted to see him in person They needed to talk They wouldn’t tell him exactly what it was about But he knew This hat he’d been waiting for Vindication His old job back His life on track It felt good Really, really good The only fly in his ointment was the fact he had unresolved issues at Millie’s house But there was clearly no dealing with Davina until she’d calmed down

He tried to quell the excite out a clean T-shirt to wear Hell, he ht even push the boat out and put on a shirt With one look in theto a disco beat, if not for the fact his brain was stuck in a Davy groove Dealing with his tenant had beco problem

People waved cheerily at hih the station There seemed to be more than the usual dose of Friday afternoon cheer in the air It felt good to be back, even for a visit He rey corridor to his ex-boss’s office

“You called I ca for laid-back and breezy “What can I do for you?”

Inspector Malcolm Green, his ex-boss, motioned to a chair

“Sit down, Jack,” he said “Thanks for co in”

Jack did as he was told, swinging a foot up to perch it on his knee He hoped that Malcol

“You ating the Chief Superintendent”

Jack resisted the urge to grin

“I heard”

Malcol didn’t coured that the words had to be sticking in his throat

“So” Malcoluy is as genuine as a three pound coin”