Deception is the Old Black by V Clifford

Author:V Clifford [Clifford, V]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Inverardoch Press
Published: 2017-11-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Viv was in luck, since there was a long queue for the popcorn, and Ellie was too impatient to wait in it. The film was an excellent antidote. By the time Spy was over they were both aching with laughter and happy to head home. They sauntered arm in arm up to the top of Leith Walk where at the first bus stop on Princes Street Ellie caught the bus to her parents’. Viv jogged over the Waverley Bridge, up Market Street and took the steep steps leading to St Giles’ Street. There were even more people out and about now than there had been earlier. Festival fever. What a relief to close the door of her building, and rest against it for a moment before taking the stairs two at a time to her flat.

Inside, she noticed a piece of paper that had jammed in the brushes of the letterbox – unusual since every flat had its own pigeonhole in the passage at the bottom of the stairs. All it said was, ‘I didn’t mean to offend you. It wasn’t what you think,’ signed A, with a doodle of a smiley face. Interesting but which A was it from? She guessed Angus, since he was closest, and knew where she lived, but what did he mean?

Her brain was unsettled and she found herself Googling Angus again. For a millisecond she felt a twinge of guilt at trespassing into his life, but it passed. There were lots of entries. His career was ‘illustrious’. She was annoyed that she hadn’t heard of him. With so much to read she tucked one foot beneath her butt and scrolled. One photograph, of him in an embrace with a female, caught her eye. The caption read, ‘Angus Buchanan with Samantha Jones’.

Jones was the woman she’d seen with Sal. Well, well. Did Angus know about Jones’ relationship with Sal? And if he did, was that his motivation for speaking to her?

Now that Viv knew who Sal’s girlfriend was, she turned her attention to finding out everything she could about her. Viv said out loud, ‘Sam Jones. Sam Jones.’ Why did she think she knew the name? She laughed. She’d been in a meeting recently with Mac, Sal and Red and someone remarked on how like a sheep dog trial it sounded. She laughed again. They could easily add a Sam to their pack. Although in Viv’s world, to shorten someone’s name or call them by a nickname was likely a sign of affection. She wasn’t sure if Samantha would qualify. Viv was almost falling off her seat with tiredness, before she stopped scanning the info on Sal’s new love interest, who’d had a significant number of public love interests herself, all men. Viv was suspicious. It wasn’t that a woman couldn’t change her preferences, but it was odd that Samantha had left a string of good-lookers in her wake. Or was it? Samantha had attended an all-girl, Catholic school, which had its consequences for a girl’s sexuality.

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