"We've got to be back before eight" said Ben quietly.
"At eight" corrected Amy.
"But not later!" said Ben.
"Shush" said Victoria.
The three of them lay together, with Alison and Emily, under a spread of thick bushes in the vicarage garden. They watched the vicarage closely, as they had done for the past 5 minutes. The rambling old building was quiet. An old black car sat on the driveway, and the garden spread around them like a park.
"It doesn't look like anyone's in" said Victoria.
"Where's Helen then?" asked Emily.
"Good question" said Victoria "We should have planned this out in more detail"
"Sorry Victoria, we didn't really think this far ahead" said Emily feeling disappointed in herself.
"Don't worry, darling, we'll cope" she said, patting Emilly on her bottom.
"What are we going to do?" asked Ben sounding terrified "Is it illegal?"
Victoria chose not to answer that question "We can't lie here all night, we haven't got that much time. We need to act."
Everyone rolled onto their sides to look at Victoria.
"I have to go in" she said "To set up the camera. Ben, you're coming with me."
Ben looked like he was about to have a heart attack.
"Don't worry, tiger, easy in, easy out" said Victoria.
Amy was about to point out that Ben was very clumsy, but she thought better of it.
"So, Emily, anything happens out here. Anything at all, you phone me. I'll set my mobile to silent, it'll vibrate" said Victoria.
"Taking Ben and a vibrator" said Emily "Not so much confidence in the little studmuffin after all"
"You're getting as bad as Paul" said Victoria "If anything goes wrong I'm relying on you guys. Be creative, find a solution, but be safe. Em, you're in charge, but listen to Amy okay, she's smart."
Victoria took a deep breath, and with her heart pounding, she climbed to her feet and dashed across the lawn to the side of the building. She clutched her new camera close to her side.
"Ben" Emily said in a harsh whisper "Get out there, now!"
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Changes last made on: Saturday, February 03, 2018