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  1. ONE
  2. TWO
  3. THREE
  4. FOUR
  5. FIVE
  6. SIX
  7. SEVEN
  8. EIGHT
  9. NINE
  10. TEN
  11. ELEVEN
  12. TWELVE
  13. THIRTEEN
  14. FOURTEEN
  15. FIFTEEN
  16. SIXTEEN
  17. SEVENTEEN
  18. EIGHTEEN
  19. NINETEEN
  20. TWENTY
  21. TWENTY-ONE
  22. TWENTY-TWO
  23. TWENTY-THREE
  24. TWENTY-FOUR
  25. TWENTY-FIVE
  26. TWENTY-SIX
  27. TWENTY-SEVEN
  28. TWENTY-EIGHT
  29. TWENTY-NINE
  30. THIRTY
  31. THIRTY-ONE
  32. THIRTY-TWO
  33. THIRTY-THREE
  34. THIRTY-FOUR
  35. THIRTY-FIVE
  36. THIRTY-SIX
  37. THIRTY-SEVEN
  38. THIRTY-EIGHT
  39. THIRTY-NINE
  40. FORTY
  41. FORTY-ONE
  42. FORTY-TWO
  43. FORTY-THREE
  44. FORTY-THREE
  45. FORTY-FOUR
  46. FORTY-FIVE
  47. FORTY-SIX
  48. FORTY-SEVEN
  49. FORTY-EIGHT
  50. FORTY-NINE
  51. FIFTY
  52. FIFTY-ONE
  53. FIFTY-TWO
  54. FIFTY-THREE
  55. FIFTY-FOUR
  56. FIFTY-FIVE
  57. FIFTY-SIX
  58. FIFTY-SEVEN
  59. FIFTY-EIGHT
  60. FIFTY-NINE
  61. SIXTY
  62. SIXTY-ONE
  63. SIXTY-TWO
  64. SIXTY-THREE
  65. SIXTY-FOUR
  66. SIXTY-FIVE
  67. SIXTY-SIX
  68. SIXTY-SEVEN
  69. SIXTY-EIGHT
  70. SIXTY-NINE
  71. SEVENTY
  72. SEVENTY-ONE
  73. SEVENTY-TWO
  74. SEVENTY-THREE
  75. SEVENTY-FOUR
  76. SEVENTY-FIVE
  77. SEVENTY-SIX
  78. SEVENTY-SEVEN
  79. SEVENTY-EIGHT
  80. SEVENTY-NINE
  81. Acknowledgements
  82. OUT NOW IN PAPERBACK

‘No.’

‘And the reason she was there five times from the 18th of February onwards is because Terry Colliver received his copy of the evidence in this case on the 16th of February. Isn’t that right?’

‘My Lord,’ Epstein protested. ‘I fail to see how this witness can answer a question about when Terry Colliver was served with his case papers.’

Cole turned to Epstein.

‘Because this witness and Terry Colliver used them to get the details they needed to concoct Mr Price’s witness statement.’

‘Mr Cole, you know that’s going much too far,’ Levitt warned, raising his voice again. Cole was pushing his luck. ‘This is a cross-examination, not a speech.’

‘Again, I apologise My Lord.’ Another subtle glance at the jury. Another positive reaction. ‘But that is what is happening, isn’t it, Mr Price? You were sending your partner to see your friend, in order to get the details you needed for your statement.’

‘Bollocks.’

‘Details that were only available once Terry Colliver had received the evidence in the case.’

‘You ’eard what I said.’

‘And you sent your partner there so your name wouldn’t be on the records. So you could pretend to hardly know your close friend Terry Colliver.’

Price stared at Cole in silent fury.

‘Which is why the last visit was the day before your statement, isn’t it? Because by then you had all the information you’d need. That’s right, isn’t it?’

‘No.’

‘You lied to the police in your witness statement. And you’ve lied to this jury today. All to get your friend Terry Colliver off of a murder charge.’

‘Not true.’ Price was desperately sticking to his story.

‘Because there was no conversation with you and either of these defendants, was there?’

‘There was.’

‘There was no confession.’

‘There was.’

‘It was, is and always will be a pack of lies. Isn’t that right?’

Price looked defeated. Exhausted by the hammering succession of questions he had not seen coming.

Cole looked up towards Levitt as he took his seat.

‘I have no further questions, My Lord.’

Michael rose to his feet.

‘And I very much doubt I can top that. So no questions, My Lord.’

Michael retook his seat and leaned across to Cole.

‘Brilliant, Matt. Just excellent.’

He leaned back and put his mouth close to Jenny Draper’s ear.

‘Didn’t I tell you he was bloody good?’

FIFTY-TWO

‘Your call has been diverted to the EE voicemail service. Telephone number—’

Frustrated, Michael hit ‘disconnect’ without leaving a message. Scrolling up, he tapped Sarah’s name and put the handset to his ear.

Another voicemail. This time he stayed on the line.

‘Sarah, it’s me.’ Michael’s voice was strained. Concerned. ‘I’ve been trying to call Derek but his phone’s been diverting to voicemail all day. I’m about to go into the cells at the Bailey but I want to make sure he’s OK. Can you try calling for me? Thanks, sweetheart. Speak later.’

Reid had been in Michael’s thoughts on and off throughout the day. Ever since Karl Hirst’s name had occurred to him that morning. A name which, even now, made Michael’s skin crawl.