Chapters (33)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Letter from Author
‘Fine, if you don’t want all the details.’ She sighed dramatically. ‘I had always refused to clean his bedroom in the house. I have a cleaner called Abby and she would occasionally wash his bed linen and do other bits of laundry, but in the last few weeks I wouldn’t allow her to do anything for him. I just wanted him to leave me alone.’ She put her hands down flat on the table. ‘He appeared not to accept the fact that he didn’t actually live there. If he had a premiere to go to, his clothes were left at the house. He blatantly ignored the fact that I didn’t want him using my home. On that Monday, I had had enough. Abby called me up to his bedroom. On his bedside table he had left small plastic bags of cocaine. There were more bags on the dressing table, just casually left there. The room smelled of body odor and Abby was quite distressed as she had also found pornographic magazines left lying around. I decided that I would go and tell him that if he didn’t leave me alone, I would sell the house and move away. There was no point in me changing the locks, he would just have broken a window. Charles was aggressive and obsessive, especially where I was concerned. I drove to Onslow Square and had to drive around three or four times before I found a parking meter. I was scared.’
Jane held her hand up. ‘Could I ask you, Ms. Harris, as it was in the afternoon, how did you know Mr. Foxley would be at home?’
Justine hesitated. ‘I called him. First I rang the agency, and they told me he wasn’t there. Then I called his flat and spoke to him. He opened the door and he was holding Toots, the little dachshund. He was immediately wary, asking me why I was there. I tried to remain as calm as I could and we went into the kitchen. I told him that he had to stop coming to the house and that he had left drugs in his room, which at any time Clara could have taken. At first he did his usual denial, but then when I told him that I was serious, he became belligerent and accused me of being to blame for everything. I was quite used to his accusations as he had been jealous throughout our entire marriage. The reason I did not disclose that I had seen him was because when I saw what had happened to him, I did not want to be involved. That was the sole reason that I lied.’
Tyler looked over to Jane. Justine sat back in her chair as though the interview was now finished.
‘So you just left, after you say that he became belligerent and made accusations against you?’ Jane asked.