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Chapters (64)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. August
  4. Day 1: Saturday
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Day 2: Sunday
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Day 3: Monday
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Day 4: Tuesday
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Day 5: Wednesday
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Day 6: Thursday
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Day 7: Friday
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Day 8: Saturday
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Day 9: Sunday
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Day 10: Monday
  58. Two months later
  59. Chapter 54
  60. Acknowledgements
  61. Detective Clare Mackay
  62. Canelo Crime
  63. About the Author
  64. Also by Marion Todd

Clare held up a finger. ‘If you’ll just wait a moment.’ She started the recording and introduced herself, Tony and Chris. Then she cautioned Luke and he spoke to indicate he understood the caution. ‘I gather you have something to say,’ she began, and Luke nodded.

‘And, is this in addition to your statement yesterday? When you accused your wife and her brother David of murdering Russell Fox?’

‘Well,’ Luke rubbed the back of his neck.

‘Or do you wish to recant that statement?’ Clare said, her tone brisk.

‘Erm, yes.’

‘To be absolutely clear, Mr Gasparini, you are now saying the statement you gave yesterday implicating Gabrielle Fox and David Fox in the murder of Russell Fox was false?’

He avoided her eye but gave a slight nod. ‘Yes.’

Clare regarded him. ‘Can I ask why you gave such an elaborate and completely false statement?’

His head drooped. ‘Sorry,’ he said after a few moments. ‘I… I just panicked.’

Tony sat forward. ‘You panicked so you decided to throw your wife under the bus?’

Luke flinched at this, but he said nothing.

Clare glanced at Tony who rolled his eyes. She turned back to Luke. ‘Let’s move on then. You said there was something you wanted to explain.’

He cleared his throat then said, ‘About what I said… at the cottage.’

‘In relation to Russell Fox’s death?’

‘Yes, that. Well, I may, in the past, I may have given Doug Gerrard the impression it would be better if Russell were to die. That’s not to say I wanted it to happen, mind you.’

Clare made no reply, allowing an awkward silence to hang in the air.

‘Just one of those conversations,’ Luke went on. ‘One night when we’d had a few too many; and Doug, well, it looks like he took it too far.’

‘You are saying Doug Gerrard killed Russell Fox?’

‘Oh no! Not that. But he might have, let’s say, arranged it.’

‘Doug Gerrard hired someone to kill Russell Fox?’

‘I believe so.’

‘And you conspired in that?’

‘No, not as such.’ He broke off, as if trying to find the right words. ‘As I said, it was spoken about, mostly in jest, but then I think Doug must have thought I wanted it to happen. But I’m not responsible for him taking the law into his own hands, am I?’

Clare watched him. He was like a worm wriggling on the end of a hook. ‘Why did you think it might be better if Russell Fox were to die?’

‘Well, he was suffering from cancer. It can be a… a difficult death for some.’

‘So your support for Russell Fox’s murder wasn’t motivated by him proposing to withdraw finance from your next TV series?’

‘Absolutely not.’ Luke shook his head vigorously, to confirm this.

‘And your phone conversation with Doug Gerrard on the Friday evening – the one overheard by David Fox.’