Back The Friend
Chapters (68)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Chapter 60
  64. Chapter 61
  65. Chapter 62
  66. Acknowledgements
  67. About the Author
  68. About the Publisher

‘Who did you bring, Richard?’ The voice was instantly recognisable and Richard’s eyes opened to the strong sunlight. He was forced to look down, where he took in a pair of smart tan shoes with contrasting blue streak.

‘Bring? What do you mean?’ Richard said.

‘Someone followed you here. He’s watching. What did you tell him, Richard? Why did you bring him here?’

‘Tell him?’

‘About this. About me … What did you tell him?’ The man was different – his voice was laden with emotion that seemed to be more sadness than anger.

Richard tried to look at him, but the man was just a silhouette, the sunshine directly above his shoulder and Richard had to turn away. He did a sweep of the whole of the grounds, lingering on the wrought-iron entrance gate. He couldn’t see anyone else. But Glenn hadn’t taken well to being told he wasn’t to come up here. Richard had been clear – he didn’t need him – but he wouldn’t be surprised if his friend had still followed him up here.

‘Look, we’re basically brothers. And I don’t know you, I don’t know who you are or why you did what you did.’

‘I told you why. I told you I was doing a good deed. I know you’ve been suffering and I just wanted to give you the chance to make it right. But this was between us, between me and you. I told you that. This wasn’t for other people. The moment you start involving other people it becomes … messy.’

‘Messy? Not at all. I told you, I trust him like no one else left in the world. If he’s here it’s only to watch my back, just like he’s always done. We’re both suspicious of good deeds. I guess we were trained to believe that the world’s just not like that.’ Richard again tried to make eye contact with the man but he still wore the sun on his shoulder.

‘Sometimes it is. Surely that’s not so hard to see. And you trust this man?’

‘With my life,’ Richard said.

‘And he knows what you did?’

‘That’s how much I trust him,’ Richard confirmed.

The man sighed, and his stance changed a little – less tension perhaps. ‘Look, spend some time with your wife, I shouldn’t keep interrupting you here. But you have to understand that you cannot talk about what happened, about what I did for you, OK?’

‘Do you think I want people to know? Glenn is different … He understands. We were in the army together, brothers-in-arms, we always had each other’s back then and we always will.’

‘Spend some time with your wife, Richard. These times are so special.’

‘What about all this? Will I hear from you again?’

‘You have your answers.’