Chapter 138: Chapter 138: Fatale, Part 18

Michael

The kitchen seems as good a place as any to wait. Given the endless supply of tea and coffee needed, why go anywhere else?

Charlotte sits by the fire. "It's going to feel funny having a brother for Cara."

"Not exactly a brother," says her mother. Mitch is on a knitting spree again, this time, a small blue hat.

Charlotte ponders. "True, but Adam will feel like a brother, won't he."

James puts a bottle of Cava in the fridge. "Something to celebrate with," he says.

"We'll need more than one..." I say... "... And... it's Richard we're talking about. I'll pop across to the hotel and get some champagne." He opens his mouth to protest and I hold up warding hands. "I know, it's the same, but Richard would prefer it. And it's his and Beth's day. Why don't you make sure we have plenty of ice for the bucket."

"You're right." James lifts the lid of the freezer, rummaging inside.