‘Scissor-paper-stone?’ said Deek. Robert took an eternity to respond. ‘Aye, I s’pose so.’ He held up his fist. ‘Best of three?’ Deek nodded. Elspeth wanted to laugh at the absurdity. A children’s game to decide which of them should go into the attic and grab the keys from the corpse of their friend. It was too ridiculous for words. And yet, she had no better ideas.
