Thin Ice: An Inspector Gunna Mystery (Gunnhildur Mystery Book 5) (38 page)

Later that evening she dropped the card from her phone into the toilet and watched it disappear. Her phone hummed into life and she plugged it in to charge before connecting to the hotel’s wifi network and keying in a message to an email address she knew off by heart.

Hæ Mum. This is TL. Don’t worry, I’m alive & well, having a great time in the sun. I’ll be in touch again in a week or two. xxx.

She watched the screen as the message was flagged up as having been delivered, and then she switched off the phone, unwound the towel and crawled under the bedclothes. She turned off the light and stretched out in the huge crisp bed. Tomorrow would be another long day, and after that there would be business to be done.

With grateful thanks to all those patient people who answered many questions.