A day comes and goes.

Another day arrives.

The phone doesn’t ring.

And another day.

What’s happening?

She reaches for the phone, then snatches her hand back.

They’ll call when they’re ready…

But they don’t.

The following morning, she watches the clock: eight am…

Eight-thirty…

Nine o’clock…

Nine-fifteen…

She picks up the phone again, dials out. “Hello, Hofferman and Partners? Is Mr Devlin there, please? It’s Mitch Kimberley.”

“I’m sorry, Miss Kimberley, Mr Devlin is not available….” The voice chokes, breaking into uncontrolled sobs. “He’s been murdered. Gunned down. His little girl is in hospital too.”

Mitch, heart hammering, “Theo. Let me talk to Theo Aldred.”

The sound muffles…

hand over the

“Mr Aldred is

breath catches in her throat. “When

returns, but through it, indistinctly, Mitch hears, “No, I’ve

repeats, “Mr Aldred is not

slams down the

the door. White-faced, she sprints to the elevator, bangs on the call button then walks

in the lobby, she spins, looking for what is sure to be

A newspaper… local…

The headline…

reads, she

Romani Case outrage…

Prominent lawyer gunned down…

as yet unidentified in an incident in the grounds of the school attended by his nine-year-old daughter. The daughter herself is also reported as injured but recovering in hospital. Speculation is rife that the murder is connected

her. Her stomach rises. Pushing a fist to her

loses her breakfast. Trembling, she flushes, then gags and vomits again. At length, scarlet-faced and sweating, Mitch leans

She’s on her own…

*****

James

around Richard’s door. “I’m wrapping up for the day. Going for a drink with Michael and Charlotte.

an excuse to see the back of

her. I’d like Charlotte to have a bit

Ross to bring the car around. Meet

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