A Strange REQUEST
You’re not suggesting I should go?’ Lisa pointed to the letter on the table.
Her friend, Rebecca, ran her fingers round the rim of her wine glass.
‘It’s up to you,’ she said eventually. ‘But the letter’s clear enough. Terry has left you something in his will and he requested you go to his house to collect whatever it is. If I were you, I’d want to know what it was.’
‘It’s a long drive to Terry’s house, over 300 miles,’ Lisa pointed out. ‘I’m very sorry to hear about his death. He was a really nice guy. But we weren’t related, or even close friends.’ She took a sip of red wine. ‘Apart from Christmas cards, we haven’t spoken for nearly 20 years. I can’t imagine why he wanted to leave me anything.’
‘He might have left you a load of money and two villas in France.’
Lisa rolled her eyes. ‘Terry was a community bus driver before he retired, not a multimillionaire.’ Remembering that he had a good sense of humour, she smiled. ‘It’s
