"So what do I do at the off-license?"The blonde girl burst into laughter. "Just go and buy it." She looked at her watch and then at her half-naked roo...-mate getting dressed. "I got to be at Greg's house at one. His mother wants to meet the girl, screwing her son, so if we leave now I can take you and show you." But ... how do I get it back in without being seen?"Fiona passed a rucksack to her from the side of the bed. "Use that. It has a false bottom. Put a jumper and stuff in it, and hide it. I came to a large mound of fresh earth with my heart in my throat. I didn't have to dig into it to find what it contained. I could smell the corruption with my altered sense of smell. The visage of KhAvar and the rest of the people were vivid in my mind and I had to hope that not all of them were killed.The soil over the cache of gold had not been touched nor had the land around my ammo dump. Those that helped me build these secret areas had not apparently entered or allowed others to find my. Find out whofits the bill. Any person who looks to be of interest, let us know and wewill follow it up. Get immersed in this weird world as quickly aspossible. Be careful, and don't become victim number three. You will needto dig hard to find suspects. Contact me for an update every day." How am I going to get into their world and find out about their sexlives?" That is entirely up to you. It was your idea after all. Don't ask me towork it out for you."The rest of the day was spent worrying. With it being summer break and Amy was off school she and Katie spentall their time together. Although it was cramping Amy's style, Shewasn't satisfied that she had her revenge.The truth was that Amy had already found the right diary, and she wouldread it when Katie was down for a nap. She would hide it when Katie wasawake, or when Marsha was around. One day she had put Katie down for anap and opened another Diary and began reading. It read.Monday, March 17, 1945. Dear Diary, The Cromwells.