sure. He must have just seen a few figures in the gloom.â
âWhat about the others? Havenât they confirmed that he wasnât in the shop?â
âNo, but neither do they say he was. They hum and hawand say they canât remember. They were really drunk, so that might even be true. But the owner insists that he was there and is pressing charges.â
She considered. âAny damage?â
âNone. They managed to trick their way in electronically.â
âSo the worst he might face is a fine. But heâd have a criminal record that would make his life difficult in the future.â
âItâs the future Iâm worried about. Theyâre a bad crowd, and theyâre not going to stop. It will get worse and worse and heâll end up in jail. Iâve got to get him away from that bunch.â
âDoesnât he begin to see that theyâre bad for him if this is the result?â
âCharlie?â Roscoeâs voice was scathing. âHe doesnât see the danger. So what if heâs convicted for something he didnât do? Heâll just pay the fine and laugh his way home. Thereâs a girl in this crowd whoâs gained a lot of influence over him. Her nameâs Ginevra. Heâs dazzled by her, and I think she gets her fun by seeing what she can provoke him into doing.â
Pippa frowned. âYou mean heâs infatuated by her. Thereâs not a lot I can do about that.â
âBut there is. You can break her hold over him. Instead of being dazzled by her, he could be dazzled by you. Heâs easily led, and if Ginevra can lead him into danger you could lead him into safety.â
âAnd suppose I canât get that kind of influence over him?â
âOf course you can. Youâre beautiful, youâve got charm, you can tease him until he doesnât know whether heâs coming or going. If you really set your mind to it you can get him under your thumb and make him safe. I know you can do it. Iâve known you were the perfect person ever since we met and I learned who you worked for.â
So carried away did he become, explaining his plan, that he missed the look of mounting outrage in Pippaâs eyes.
âI hope Iâve misunderstood you,â she said at last. âYou seem to be saying that you want me to be aâ¦wellâ¦â
âA mentor.â
âA mentor? Thatâs what you call it?â
âYou point the way to the straight and narrow and he follows you because heâs under your spell.â
âRosâ Mr Havering, just what kind of a fool do you take me for? I know what you want me to be and it isnât a mentor.â
âA nanny?â
The discovery of what he really expected from her was making her temper boil again. âBe careful,â she warned him. âBe very, very careful.â
âI may have explained it badlyââ
âOn the contrary; youâve explained it so perfectly that I can follow your exact thought processes. For instance, when did you decide that you wanted me for this job? Iâll bet it was last night when you arrived at my home. One look at me and you said to yourself, âSheâs ideal. Good shape. Handy with her fists and no moralsâ. Admit it. You donât want a lawyer, you want a floozie.â
âNo, I want a lawyer, but I canât deny that your looks play a part.â
âSo you admit I look like a floozie?â
âI didnât say that,â he said sharply. âWill you stop interrogating me as if I were a prisoner in the dock?â
âJust demonstrating my legal skills which, according to you, are what youâre interested in. Tell the court, Mr Havering, exactly when did Miss Jenson first attract your attention? Was it when she was naked, or several hours earlier when you saw her in the graveyard? You saw her swapping jokes with aheadstone and decided she was mad. Naked and