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

hears, “No, I’ve a wife and

repeats,

down the

hands clasped to her mouth, she fights for air, then she dashes for the door. White-faced, she sprints to the

looking

A newspaper… local…

The headline…

she reads,

Romani Case outrage…

Prominent lawyer gunned down…

or 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

Full-blown panic swells inside her. Her stomach rises. Pushing a fist to her mouth, she sets off at a run for the nearest bathroom, just

and heaving over the bowl, she loses her breakfast. Trembling, she flushes, then gags and vomits again. At length, scarlet-faced and sweating, Mitch leans over a basin, splashes cold water over her face, rinses the foul taste

She’s on her own…

*****

James

the day. Going for a drink with Michael and Charlotte. Want to join

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

bring her. I’d like Charlotte

get Ross to bring the car around. Meet you in the

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