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

Aldred

catches in her throat. “When will he be

indistinctly, Mitch hears, “No, I’ve a wife

the receptionist’s voice repeats, “Mr Aldred is

down

air, then she dashes for the door. White-faced, she sprints to the elevator, bangs

lobby, she spins, looking for what

A newspaper… local…

The headline…

reads,

Romani Case outrage…

Prominent lawyer gunned down…

gunmen 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 with the trial of Marco Romani and his alleged connection with organised

Her stomach rises. Pushing a fist to her mouth, she sets

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

She’s on her own…

*****

James

poke my head around Richard’s door. “I’m wrapping up for the day.

down on his desk. Whatever he was reading, it drops with a finality that suggests he’s glad of an excuse to see

hoping you would bring her. I’d like Charlotte to have a bit

Ross to bring the car around. Meet you in

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