After Church on Sunday Reverend
Arielle Nicholas arrived at Cliff Haven for lunch.
She liked being invited for
Sunday lunch because she was a terrible cook, and even if she wasn’t she
wouldn’t have bothered just for her.
After a very acceptable meal
Molly and Arielle retired to the lounge while Danny cleared away.
“So, what were your
questions?” Molly asked
“I
just have one question really” she said
“Which
is?”
“Why
don’t you want people to know that you’ve bought the Church?”
“That’s
simple” she replied
Then
went on to explain that she wanted to do the best for the people of Spaniards
Creek, but she didn’t want to come off as
Lady bountiful, so she wanted to help them without them knowing she was helping
them.
Molly
further explained that the reason the Bishop agreed to sell St Clara’s to her
was because the
land on which the Church stood already belonged to her, along with the
vicarage.
“What about the Church Lane Cottages?” she asked
“Yes, I own those as well, and an assortment of
derelict buildings down by the Spanish River” Molly replied
“What made you think of the cottages?”
“Well, the tenants have been telling me for years
that they belonged to the Church” the Vicar said as Danny entered the room
carrying a tray of coffees.
“I would prefer they kept thinking that” Molly said
“Because I’m in a bit of a quandary”
Then she explained she didn’t want her tenants to know who their landlord
was, nor did she want Brown and Leigh, the property agents, to know she was
involved, but she wanted an independent inspection of the 12 cottages, without
the agent’s knowledge or consent.
“Are you not happy with the agents?”
“No, I’m not” Molly said “I think all the cottages
need work, I just don’t know how much”
“The tenants are all congregants, so I can talk to
them” The Vicar suggested
“Yes, that would be helpful, thank you” Molly said
The
next afternoon the Vicar was back having spoken with the residents and she had
a plan, or rather, Franci Liebenberg, had a plan.
Molly
knew Franci because she was working on the renovations.
The
Vicar knew her because she also attended St Clara’s, and because she was a
native of Spaniards Creek, and her plan involved getting her friend Amelia
Williamson to help.
Amelia
was also from Spaniards Creek and had been working in property management in
Purplemere for four years before returning to the village following her
father’s stroke.
She was now picking up shifts as a barista at the Galleon and behind the bar at
Philips Folly so she could be at home to
help her mum nurse her dad.
March
So
on the first of March, Franci and Amelia knocked on the door of the first
cottage.
As
far as the residents were concerned the cottages belonged to the Church so they
weren’t suspicious as the Vicar had visited them all, the day before, to warn
them, and by the end of the day they had done a comprehensive inspection of all
12 properties.
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