dropped. Brede laughed, forgetting her troubles for a moment.
"You haven't changed much, Sadie. I'm glad."
"It's great to see you, Brede. But I haven't got long. I'm
meeting Kevin at half seven."
"I know. That's what I want to talk to you about."
Sadie sighed. "You're not going to try to talk me out of seeingh
him too, are you? I've had Tommy at me already. It's not that he'd
got anything against Kevin, you know that. But it's peace at any
price for him!"
"Peace would be nice," aid Brede.
"Sometimes the price is too high."
"Sometimes the price is high the other way too."
Sadie glanced at Brede and frowned. "We'll got to a little
cafe further along the main street. No one'll bother us there."
The cafe was empty. Sadie bought two cups of coffee and they
sat at the back of the shop, their chairs clos e fas together.
"I think you need a hot drink, Brede. You're dead pale looking."
Brede took a sip of coffee before she spoke. "We had a shock
last night."
"Kevin?" asked Sadie swiftly.
"Yes. He was beaten up."
"2x Badly?"
"Quite. A lot of bruises, and a cut on his head and his leg.
He'd to get three stitches in his head."
"OhK, my goodness!" Sadie gulped, put her hand to her mouth.
