Back The Stoning
Chapters (45)
  1. Cover Page
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  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. Acknowledgements

Manolis looked across at Sparrow, who was gently shaking his head.

‘Well then, until there is such a report, I will take your concerns on advisement and have a precautionary word with my staff.’

Turning his head, Manolis pinched his earlobe in mild annoyance at all the platitudes he was hearing.

Sparrow found his voice. ‘I heard rumours of a gay asylum seeker being raped by two other detainees,’ he said, before adding, ‘But nuthin’ official.’

The director fired a combative look at Sparrow, the lines on his face appearing dark and menacing. ‘I don’t operate on rumours.’

‘Perfectly understandable,’ Manolis said. ‘But it’s also my understanding that these cases are often never reported for fear of further consequences. That’s something that I, personally, believe to be true because I’ve seen it in broader society. Underreporting happens a lot in small ethnic communities where a social stigma is cast on the victims.’

‘Same with gay men labelled a disgrace by their families,’ said Sparrow.

‘Women can be disowned by their families, or subjected to further violence,’ Manolis added. ‘In the most extreme cases, this has resulted in honour killings.’

Onions stared at Manolis for some time, his eyes fixed like lasers. Finally, he said, ‘Honour killings? You mean, like being stoned to death?’

His words hung in the air. Manolis’s brow creased. Sparrow’s mouth fell open.

‘I’m sorry,’ said Onions. ‘That was highly inappropriate.’

‘Actually, no,’ Manolis said, forehead softening. ‘In fact, it was quite accurate. That’s precisely what happens.’

‘But inappropriate, given recent events,’ said Onions. ‘And far be it for me to speculate on a motive for Mrs Abbott’s unfortunate death. But you’ll have to excuse my cynicism, Detective. We hear lots of personal stories inside these walls, much of them contradictory and confusing. I am, of course, well aware that we have homosexual detainees, and that they often engage in activities beyond our control. Sometimes, that turns ugly. Homosexuality is illegal in many detainees’ homelands, with people imprisoned, tortured or executed for performing homosexual acts.’

Sparrow snorted his contempt.

Onions ignored him, continued. ‘Other stories are complete fabrications designed to enhance an individual’s application for refugee status and asylum. I hope you can see why some people are motivated to make false complaints.’

Onions went on to detail some examples. Detainees who lied about their country of origin, their circumstances, even their names. Detainees with forged paperwork.

‘My colleague here has previously mentioned fake passports,’ Manolis said.

The director looked back at Sparrow, now with a combination of surprise and admiration.

‘In… deed,’ Onions said with some hesitation. ‘I once had a whole drawer’s worth. Some of them were remarkably good copies worth a lot of money on the black market.’

Manolis thought laterally a moment. ‘Didn’t you say the guards here wear portable cameras? Can I view footage?’