Chapters (81)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Dedication
- Prologue
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- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
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Nell looked up at the blackened window behind which O’Brian’s body lay. Why would Gloria hide O’Brian and then let someone in to kill him? Why not just do it herself? And if she had given access to the flat to another woman, then who the hell had a better motive to kill him than Gloria?
‘We’re going to have to bring Gloria in.’
‘That’ll be two to interview then, we’ve still got Kelly-Anne waiting for us.’
Kelly-Anne. Shit, she’d forgotten about her.
‘Do you think Kelly-Anne might have been the one Gloria let in?’ she asked.
Paul took out his car keys and put on sunglasses. ‘Maybe they decided to work together. Punish him once and for all.’
Nell wasn’t convinced Kelly-Anne had it in her, but then she’d never met Gloria, so Paul could well be right.
‘OK. Let’s get back to the station and get Gloria in. One of them is going to cave and I’ll bet you a hundred quid it’s Kelly-Anne.’
Sixteen
Carla had woken to a cup of tea by the bed and a note from Baz telling her he loved her. She’d pulled open her bedroom drawer, taken out the contraceptive pills hidden there and swallowed one down, trying to ignore the guilt she felt every morning and the lies she told Baz every time he mentioned babies.
The bus ride into work had been consumed by thoughts of Gerry and his mysterious meeting and by the time she was at her desk she felt tired and irritated, so Nell’s thinly veiled suggestion she wasn’t doing her job well stung. Particularly as Carla was worried she was right.
On the day Carla gave evidence, Gloria had been standing in the court hallway with the family liaison officer and Carla had been struck by the woman’s youthful appearance, and how much this jarred with the child nestled on her hip. It was day two of O’Brian’s trial and Gloria was pleading with the family liaison officer to let her see him.
‘I just want to see him, just for five minutes – I need to say I’m sorry.’
Carla had stared at the bruise running down Gloria’s cheek and thought she wasn’t the one who should be apologising. The family liaison officer clearly agreed.
‘But Gloria, you do understand it’s not you who’s to blame, don’t you? That what he did to you was wrong?’
Gloria looked frustrated. Adjusting the dummy in the toddler’s mouth, she said, ‘You don’t understand. I made him cross and he couldn’t help himself.’