Chapters (61)
- Cover
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Forty-Nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-One
- Fifty-Two
- Fifty-Three
- Fifty-Four
- Fifty-Five
- Fifty-Six
- Fifty-Seven
- Fifty-Eight
- Acknowledgements
- About the author
‘I’m trying not to play at anything. Why not come and hear what we have to say? Believe me, I want this finished for the sake of the boys, for you and the school,’ Leggett answered.
He wanted to tell Leggett to go to hell. ‘I’ll come, but Paul’s not coming.’
‘You come with Paul and I’ll tell you exactly what you want hear. So will Carmody.’
‘Why Paul?’
‘I need him to witness your response.’
‘What’re you up to?’ Cardilini asked after a pause.
‘Trust me, I’m a judge of the high court after all.’
‘Ex-judge,’ Cardilini said and took the phone from his ear before turning to Paul who stood in the kitchen doorway. ‘He wants you to come.’
‘I know, good.’
‘It’s about the abuse of those boys.’
‘I know.’
‘It mightn’t be pleasant.’
‘Christ, Dad, I’m going to be a bloody policeman, aren’t I?’ Paul answered.
‘We’ll be there at seven,’ Cardilini said and hung up. He swore to himself then turned and said, ‘He’s a real old fox.’
‘Justice Leggett?’
‘Yes. I wouldn’t believe a word he says.’
Fifty-One
FIFTY-ONE
Day 20
St Nicholas College
7.50 p.m. Friday, 13th November 1965