Simon just nods mutely. Richardson's stance was instantly familiar; it was so very much like Simon's own.

"I don't understand," he says eventually, for the millionth time. "He's meant to be my grandfather, not some sort of fucking psychotic kidnapper." What had he done to deserve this? What had any of them done?

"There's a cellar door 'round the side. It's the old servants' entrance. But it's usually locked."