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On the Blackwood Farm Estate, Jude was fuming. After all the commotion outside, the officious Sylvia had insisted that she take off her muddy boots and leave them by the back door of the main house. And Lulu had been confined to a utility room where she could still be heard growling and yelping from somewhere over the other side of the house. Sam had gone home to make sure he was back in time to have tea with Holly, so Jude was on her own.

‘Myles, this is Jude Darling,’ Sylvia said as she ushered Jude into an enormous wood-panelled drawing room. ‘I didn’t have her name on my list, so if you could let me know next time,’ she added, rather pointedly Jude thought, before turning on her heel to leave (yes, she had been allowed to keep her brogues on, Jude noted).

Jude looked around. If Myles King was in this room, then he must be hiding, as she couldn’t see him. Sylvia must have made a mistake. Jude wasn’t sure what to do. Should she go after her? Or wait here? She knew what she’d love to do, and that would be to go and release Lulu from her makeshift prison cell, and then get the hell out of here. Fast.