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

‘You don’t think they have their vengeance? The last time I saw Mr Olsen the back of his head was missing. And he sat in that building for a considerable amount of time with the barrel of a shotgun in his mouth. Waiting for you. He knew you were coming. He knew who you were and what that folder would tell you. All he could do was wait. That is a very specific sort of torture, would you not agree?’

‘They were pretty certain I was going to do it then? What I did,’ Danny said with bitterness in his tone.

The man lowered his glass to reveal a smile. ‘We’re all fathers, Mr Evans. And if you hadn’t, that opportunity would have gone to someone else and he would have waited another day. That outcome was inevitable. I’m glad it was you.’

‘That information, the stuff in that folder, where did that all come from? The police had practically nothing at all.’

‘They didn’t because all they had were the victims. Marcus Olsen was clever, aware of forensic interrogation of electronic devices, and he countered that. But I was able to find him. The source is always a lot more difficult to clean but in truth he wasn’t trying anyway. Why would he? He never considered anyone was going to turn up at his door – and when I did I was able to be a lot more … persuasive than the police ever can.’

‘Persuasive?’

‘The shotgun, Mr Evans. The police don’t point them in people’s faces when they question them, which is a real shame, you can take that from me. People talk more.’

Danny took a moment. The man was making sense; the police had their hands tied by their codes of practice, by what they could and couldn’t do. This guy didn’t. There was still something nagging him about the whole setup however.

‘So, this is nothing about me being some fall guy? This other dude not wanting to get his hands dirty?’

‘A fair question from a man with twenty-four hours to go over and over what he did. I understand, of course I do. But what you must consider is that it would have been far less risky if the same man who had hired me had also been the one to pull that trigger. The key to staying under the radar in such matters is to control the episode and that means limiting the variables as much as is humanly possible.’

‘Variables?’