Chapters (79)
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Prologue
- PART ONEEdinburgh November 2008
- 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
- PART TWOLondon November 1988
- 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
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- PART THREEEdinburgh November 2008
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- Chapter Sixty-Two
- Chapter Sixty-Three
- Chapter Sixty-Four
- Chapter Sixty-Five
- Chapter Sixty-Six
- Chapter Sixty-Seven
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- By the Same Author
- About the Publisher
It turned out that Louisa was alone, leaning against the kitchen cabinets with her arms folded across her chest. The rare brittle-bone condition that stunted Louisa’s growth and twisted her skeleton rarely holds her back from anything. I was forced to give her a position in my firm by her father who is a judge, when she graduated summa cum laude from the Edinburgh Faculty of Law. She is a genius and sex maniac rolled into one little package.
‘Where’s the man?’ I asked. She always had men. Louisa made no bones about the fact that she had economic power over male lawyers. She had this leverage because part of her job was to see that we had enough bodies to cover our very busy court workload. This meant she had to instruct lawyers who did not work for us on a full-time basis, so if Louisa liked you and you were nice to her, which usually involved sexual favours, she gave you work. There had been numerous complaints about her, but she said men had been doing it for years. I tolerated her foibles because she was very good at her job, and was also a magnificent cook and a neat freak who kept the house habitable. I went up to the stove and opened up the tin-foil parcel. The chicken had been soaking in its own juices for at least a couple of hours and it smelled delicious. I reached my hand out to take a piece.
She slapped my fingers.
Joe pulled off a leg. She ignored him.
‘When were you going to tell me?’ she asked, arms still folded angrily across her chest. Her foot had now begun to tap and I knew she was seriously pissed off.
‘I am an integral member of the team, Brodie. I deserve to know that we are acting for Kevin Milne or Graham Marshall…I shouldn’t have to find out from somebody called Lola something-or-other.’ My heart stuttered. How did Lola get this number and why was she calling? Louisa didn’t allow me to open my mouth. She held her hand up, she hadn’t finished with me. ‘She was hysterical.’
My heart missed another beat.
‘Someone called Renee Smith–as if I don’t recognize that name–was found dead half an hour after you left.’ Louisa took a deep breath. ‘And guess what? Her heart was missing.’