She was on her own and she did not look happy to see me. I asked her how she was, and she shrugged, wordlessly. I wondered if it was possible that she had done this to herself after all. Since she wasn’t in the mood for small talk, I showed her the picture of the man that I’d taken in the doorway of the Bunagee Arms and asked him if it was Chris, her husband.

“No, that’s not him,” she muttered disinterestedly. But she had turned her head away, and I knew she hadn’t even looked.

Irritated, I moved the screen, so it was directly in her vision. “Look properly, Lissa. You must know that I thought that Chris had hurt you, after what you told me in the office.”

She spun her head around to face me. “You told the guard what I said to you, didn’t you?” she said accusingly. “Dad said he wanted to speak to me.”

So Lissa Bennett was not taking my sharing of her secrets as well as Mary had done.

She glared at me. “I thought solicitors weren’t allowed to betray client confidences.”

Ironically, I probably had a better case for breaching confidentiality in Lissa’s case because her life had been directly at risk. Subsequent events had shown that, whether self-inflicted or not. “I thought you were in danger, Lissa. You may still be. You needed to be protected.”

“You still shouldn’t have told him.”

“There are circumstances in which it is acceptable to breach client confidentiality. One of those is where there is a serious risk to the wellbeing of the client or a third party.”

When she met my gaze, still furious, I shook my head incredulously. I waved at the bed. “Look at you. What if I didn’t say anything and someone came back to finish the job? I’d have been responsible.”

She looked at me for a further second and then looked away, her anger abated, or exhausted by the effort it took to be angry. “No one did this. I took it myself, the G. It makes me happy, stops me thinking about bad things. I’d do it again.”

“Where did you get it?”

She looked away again, and I snapped, “You might have died, for God’s sake. Left Peadar without a mother.”

She started pulling at her hair again and I noticed now that all the endings were split. “He has Sue. She’s better with him than I am anyway. He’d be better off with her.”

I raised my voice. “You don’t believe that! In the office you told me that you were scared for Peadar. Everything you’ve done has been about protecting him. Plus, I know you got the G from Sue.”