Chapters (81)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Dedication
- Prologue
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- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
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Nell thought he was probably right. ‘I suppose they all felt a little bad when they found out she was innocent.’
‘I bloody hope so. They made her life hell. She was in there with murderers, for God’s sake.’
‘Handy set of contacts to have, one might say, especially if they felt they owed your wife a favour.’
‘So you’ve gone from thinking I killed this O’Brian person to make her happy to saying she hired a hitwoman to do the job for her? I’d stop fishing if I were you and come back when you know what you’re talking about.’
‘Did you or your wife know Ms Graham prior to the death of your child?’
‘Don’t be ridiculous.’
‘Answer the question, please.’
‘No. I’d never seen Ms Graham in my life before the day my daughter …’ he paused, stumbling on the word, ‘… died.’
‘And your wife?’
Ian’s eyes flashed with an anger so vicious Nell thought for a moment he was going to lunge across the desk and hit her. She felt Paul tense.
‘No. My wife had never met Ms Graham before.’
‘To your knowledge,’ Nell corrected.
‘Why would she not tell me if they’d met before? And more importantly, why do you seem so convinced they had?’
‘Well, I’ve always thought it a little odd your wife should become so fixated with the pathologist who gave evidence against her. I mean, even if Ms Graham was wrong and this resulted in your wife going to prison, well, people make mistakes.’ She shrugged, deliberately irritating him, wanting him to lose more control so he slipped up.
‘Why not just ask for an apology,’ she continued, ‘go through the proper routes for compensation? Then these accusations could stand up and be scrutinised, as could the actions of Ms Graham.’
Ian watched her, stony-faced. She hadn’t got him yet, so she went on.
‘I just wondered if maybe her grudge goes beyond the fact of her imprisonment.’
Ian remained silent.
‘Your wife was adopted, wasn’t she?’
No reply.
‘Does she know anything about her birth parents?’
‘No. And she has no desire to find them.’
That you know of, Nell silently added.
‘And besides, she has a very loving and supportive family right here. Me.’
‘I’m sure she does. But the urge to know where you come from is probably a hard one to fight. Might she have looked into her history without telling you?’
‘Joanne tells me everything.’
‘Really? Well maybe she didn’t want to upset her family. Maybe that’s when she met Mary?’