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

Aldred is not

her throat. “When will

muffling returns, but through it, indistinctly, Mitch hears, “No, I’ve a wife and children to

repeats, “Mr Aldred is

down the

White-faced, she sprints to

the lobby, she spins, looking for what

A newspaper… local…

The headline…

she reads, she

Romani Case outrage…

Prominent lawyer gunned down…

as murdered by a gunman 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 as injured but recovering in hospital. Speculation is rife

up the paper, replaces it on the counter. 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,

length, scarlet-faced and sweating, Mitch leans over a basin, splashes cold water over her face, rinses

She’s on her own…

*****

James

the day. Going for a drink with Michael

that suggests he’s glad of an excuse to see the back of it. “Excellent idea.

was hoping you would bring her. I’d

car around. Meet you in the lobby in ten

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