‘Why here?’ she asked him. She saw Johnny from the corner of her eye scouring the place for threats.
‘It’s the only place close to here that cuts off 5G, and there’s no rear exit so it can’t be set as a trap.’
‘But why here in the Lake District? It’s… random.’
Joe smiled.
‘I’m missing something?’ she asked.
He nodded.
‘The injured patients?’
He looked surprised.
‘Survivors, assets, whatever they’re called. It’s not just podcasters who can dig around, Joe Folly.’
They moved aside for a family to squeeze past to take a photo.
‘Tell me why you are still here.’
‘Before Jamie’s death, I communicated with whistleblowers via Instagram posts. I posted something with a message and then the people who “liked” it sent me affirmation I was correct.’
‘So, you used Instagram as a code?’
‘Yep, exactly. I was in touch with Sandy for a long time before Jamie’s death. This was one of the places I posted about, and we had quite a conversation going until Jamie died. Then it all stopped.’
‘So, you pretended to post about a beauty spot, and it was actually a secret conversation?’
He nodded.
‘Is Sandy ready to become a snitch?’
He smiled.
Bingo, Johnny was right again.
Kelly was impressed; they’d missed that in their searches of his social media accounts. It was clever. Everybody must stay ahead of technology, she guessed.
‘And you communicated with Sandy like that?’
He nodded.
‘Behind Jamie’s back?’
‘No, he knew. He trusted her too.’
‘Which was why she was at the guesthouse with Angelina,’ she whispered under her breath.
‘What?’ Joe asked.
‘What is Sandy hiding? What is she so scared of that she can’t come here today?’
‘She confirmed the use of Neurohydroxy-14 and what it does to people. Read that.’
He gave her his phone to read, and she did. It was a medical profile of a patient.
‘He’s right here. Why else would they send their kings and queens here, if not to protect the crown jewels?’
