Cherringham--Episode 25-27 by Matthew Costello

Author:Matthew Costello [ Costello 1, Matthew 1, Richards 2, Neil 2]
Language: deu
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-3-7325-6308-1
Publisher: Bastei Entertainment
Published: 2018-07-04T00:00:00+00:00

10. The Fugitive Confesses

Jack spotted Sarah and Nick, down by the river, sitting on a small bench near the jetty used for Daniel’s kayak, that small boat sitting upturned, close to the water’s edge.

Well away from the house.

From anyone hearing, seeing them.

Soon as Sarah called, half-awake, Jack had raced here, the streets and lanes of Cherringham empty, eerie in the quiet summer night.

Pools of mist in the fields.

Jack walked down — thinking.

I couldn’t be more curious about what Nick will say.

He just reminded himself: be ready for anything.

Even the truth.

*

Sarah looked up at Jack, standing beside them.

There was a small metal chair he could pull close. But instead, he chose to stand, facing Nick, who sat close by her, all hunched up as if this was a chilly night, icy winds all around.

*

“Nick. Why not tell us what happened? Why you ran?”

Sarah took a look at Jack. Standing. Arms folded. The stance saying so clearly how unsure he was about this late night interrogation, about meeting Nick here.

And after what he’d heard today, about Nick’s innocence.

Nick looked up, first to Sarah, then to Jack.

He took a deep breath, steeling himself.

“The night before we had that dinner. You know? The night Lee Taylor died. Something happened.”

Sarah felt a chill. Was he about to confess?

She held her tongue.

Were her worst fears about to be proven true?

So sad for Grace.

“There’s a … woman. She came to my place. I was supposed to be going out. With Grace. But—”

“You knew this woman?” Sarah remembered reading of the court case. His pleading guilty to a charge of assault.

Against a woman.

He nodded. “I — we, um, used to be together. In London. Before I moved up here. Name’s Tracy. But she—” a look right into Sarah’s eyes, “she could turn nasty, violent. Out of the blue.”

To her side, she saw Jack unfold his arms.

Maybe sensing the first discrepancy. Perhaps — a lie.

And Jack said, “Hang on a minute …”

*

His voice low, calm in the dark. And now Nick’s head turned towards the big New York detective standing beside him.

“We know what happened in London, Nick. You assaulted a woman. Pleaded guilty. Are you saying this Tracy is the same woman, that—?”

But even before Jack finished Nick had started shaking his head.

“No. I mean … yes, I did plead guilty. But she attacked me.”

“Oh really?” said Jack.

“I’m telling you the truth. We were together a couple of years. It was … okay. But then things changed. She changed. Suddenly not controlling what she said, what she did … her emotions. God, her actions. Things got bad, then … worse.”

He looked away — the memory painful. He turned back to them, a sad smile on his face.

“And then — you know — things turned dangerous. She threw stuff, pulled a kitchen knife on me. The terrible threats she made. It had to stop. I had to stop. So, one night I said we’d have to end things. That I was going to move out. And that … that was too much for her.

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